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Reunited

Part 20

Illumi x Reader x ??????

part 19

part 21

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warnings: Kurapika is kinda falling in love with reader? may do an short ending with him after York New? This chapter is very main 4 focused. Also illumi is toxic AGAIN!! BOO

The morning sun was just starting to peak over the clouds, illuminating the path before (Name)

The girl had packed her three friends treats into a basket and was on her way to the servants quarters to deliver them.

The three had informed her they’d most likely be coming to the manor the 14th to rescue Killua, which she was excited for.

The entire time she’d been there, (Name) hadn’t been able to sneak away to meet with him. Every time she was caught by either Kikyo or a butler. Kikyo would innocently inform her that Killua was being punished, and to run along before (Name) had to join him.

(Name) knocked on the door, Zebro opening it shortly after.

“Miss (Name) I wasn’t expecting to see you here today! What is it you need?”

The old man kindly held the heavy door open for her as she walked in. Her friends were sat at the table, eating breakfast when they spotted her.

Gon shot out of his seat, jumping up to hug her. “(Name)!”

The girl laughed, patting his back as he sniffed the air. Kurapika stood as well, setting his fork down and prying the boy off of her.

“(Name), what brings you here?” He asked, his eyes on her large basket. Leorio approached as well, Gon watching with hungry eyes.

“Oh, if you didn’t know, tomorrow is Valentine’s Day! I came here…”

She shoved her hand into the basket, the sound of crinkling plastic being heard.

She pulled her hand out, in it a small bear. “To give you this.” She handed the bear to Kurapika, grabbing a bag of homemade chocolates and cookies for him as well.

“Happy(early) Valentine’s Day!”

The man looked at the gift, his face turning tomato red. He looked between the gift and (Name), his heart thumping against his chest. “For… for me?”

“Yes!” She smiled, the sight causing Kurapika to shrink into himself, holding the bear to his chest.

“Thank you (Name), I-“

“Oh, here’s yours too, Gon and Leorio!”

She handed their gifts out, each receiving a bear and two bags of treats. Gon hurriedly opened the bag, stuffing several cookies into his mouth before he could be stopped by Leorio.

“Oi, don’t eat too much, we have training today!”

Kurapika watched the scene with a sigh, looking down at the bear. His was a light shade of red, with a blue heart. It was soft, looking up at him with cute button eyes.

A part of him felt… sad that he wasn’t the only one receiving her affections, but he pushed those feelings away. He didn’t have time to think about what his heart wanted, besides revenge.

“Did you hand make these, (Name)?” Leorio asked, staring down at his orange bear with a green heart. She nodded, slightly nervous.

“Yes! The hearts are scented!”

The three boys sniffed the hearts, each giving her a surprised look.

“(Name), thsi may be the most thoughtful gift I’ve ever received.” Kurapika said softly, looking at the bear lovingly. Leorio held it up, tears flowing from his eyes.

“A GIRL GAVE ME A VALENTINES DAY GIFT!! FUCK YEAH!”

“Language!”

“Oops, sorry (Name)!”

The four chatted, (Name) eating breakfast with them. Her training was called off until either Kalluto or Illumi returned, so she decided to work with them for the next day.

“I’m gonna be staying here tonight. Is that alright, Zebro?”

The old man nodded, pointing up the stairs. “I’ll have a butler prepare a room for you upstairs. Take it easy, Canary told me you received an injury yesterday.”

The three’s eyes were immediately on her, watching her tug her sleeve further down her arm. Kurapika frowned, grabbing her arm and pulling up her sleeve.

There was a deep purple bruise in the shape of a hand on her skin, with what looked like the imprints of long fingers on the edges.

Behind his contacts, Kurapika’s eyes turned a deep scarlet, the man barely able to control his breathing.

“Who did this to you?”

(Name) flinched at his voice, shrinking back into her seat. “It’s not like that. I was sparring with someone.” She replied.

That wasn’t the full truth, Illumi had angrily squeezed her arm, exasperating the bruise, but she didn’t want to give her friends anymore reason to dislike him. They didn’t understand him!

“… I see. They should be more careful with you.” He let her go, still internally seething. He knew she wasn’t telling the entire truth, but wouldn’t call her out on it now. Kurapika cared for her feelings, and knew pushing her would only make her clam up.

“Well, (Name) wants to train, she can’t progress without a few bumps and scratches.” Gon said, crossing his arms. “I don’t like her getting hurt either, but if they treat her too gently she won’t get any better.”

(Name) beamed at the boy. Finally, someone who understood and didn’t treat her like a child! “Gon’s right. (Name) is a hunter now, she needs to be strong. Although I myself could never harm a lady!”

(Name) giggled at Leorio’s words. Kurapika leaned against his chair and sighed. He knew they were right, but for some reason he couldn’t stand to see her in pain. The way she flinched at his touch worried him greatly.

“Alright boys, let’s finish up breakfast and get to work!”

—————

(Name) looked at the testing gate, groaning. “Yikes, I forgot how big this thing was.”

The group were standing in front of the testing gate, Leorio, Kurapika, and (Name) stretching to ready themselves. Gon’s arm was still injured from his fight with Hanzo, so he stood near them, obviously jealous that they got to try and he didn’t.

“Should I put on the vest too?” (Name) asked, pointing to the black vest they all wore.

“Maybe not, it’s-“

Kurapika was quickly interrupted by Zebro. “I think that’s a good idea!”

Zebro handed (Name) the vest, which caused her to instantly topple over.

“(Name)!”

Kurapika and Leorio rushed over, the girl grunting as she struggled to hold the vest up. “Its- it’s so heavy! How the hell are you all wearing this thing?”

“It might be hard for you to hold, but it should be easier to wear. Here, I’ll help you put it on.”

Leorio gestured for her to lift up her arms, the man slipping it over her head, sliding it down past her shoulders. He stopped right before her chest, staring.

“I think I’ll take over here.”

Kurapika smacked Leorio’s hands away and pulled the vest over her chest. Ever the gentleman, he had her spin to make sure the nothing was bunched up.

“Oh wow, this sucks, but I’m here for the long haul.”

She waddled around, trying to get used to the added weight. Kurapika and Leorio had to stifle their chuckling at her antics.

The three continued their work, now carrying around heavy plates of disks and doing push-ups. (Name) had gotten used to doing push-ups, but not with the extra weight. Even so, she did better than Kurapika and Leorio, able to do 30 at once before collapsing.

“Wow (Name), where did all that strength come from?” Leorio asked, watching the girl do her 30th push-up.

“Let’s just say my trainer in the Zoldyck mansion thinks running a few miles and doing a hundred pushups is LIGHT exercise.”

“Yikes.”

——————

The sun began to set, the three exhausted. As they walked back to their shared home for the night, they caught Gon training. He was scolded by Leorio and Kurapika, who had to remind him he was supposed to be resting.

“Ahh I’m beat!”

(Name) sat down on the couch, her vest folded up in the closet. Zebro had taken it once they walked inside, stating she needed to sleep without it to not exacerbate her injury.

“So, who’s taking a shower first? I know I’m not sleeping with a bunch of sweaty boys in the house.”

Kurapika had sat down next to her, raising an eyebrow. “Of course you can shower first. It’s only fair.”

“Fair? Why don’t we make it even more fair by playing rock paper scissors?” (Name) asked, grinning.

“That’s really isn’t necessary-“

“Deal!” Gon leaped from his seat, using his good hand to make a fist, indicating he wanted to play.

“Okay, we’ll do me versus Gon, then the winner will go up against Kurapika. Then the next winner will go up against Leorio! That’s how we’ll decide who goes first. Then the rest of the losers can play again to decide who goes second!”

(Name) smiled, the others agreeing to her rules. Gon sat in front of (Name) holding out his hand.

“Rock!”

“Paper!”

“Scissors!”

“Shoot!”

——————

(Name) sat with her knees pulled to her chest, an obvious pout on her face. The two other boys poked her legs, laughing softly.

“How did I lose to every single person?” (Name) whined, kicking at Leorio as he poked her.

“I’m not sure, you must have awful luck!” Gon said with a laugh, leaning his head against her shoulder.

“I didn’t know Kurapika was so good at Rock Paper Scissors! He had no mercy!” Leorio cried.

The order of who got to take a shower was as follows: Kurapika, Gon, Leorio, then (Name). She had lost every single round, the hope leaving her eyes after each defeat.

“If you hadn’t been stubborn, you could have had your shower first.”

Kurapika leaned against the doorway to the bathroom, his wet hair sticking to his forehead and cheeks. Gon leaped from his chair, passing Kurapika and slamming the door. They could hear him singing some song as he readied his shower, causing the three to laugh.

“Hey, Kurapika, you really should dry your hair. You might catch a cold.”

He pushed back a strand of wet hair, sighing softly. “It takes too much time, and my arms are tired.”

“Oh, then let me do it!”

Kurapika didn’t have time to process her question, as (Name) was already standing up and grabbing a towel and pulling him over to the couch to sit on the floor. She sat on the couch, pointing the spot in front of her.

“Come on, it’s no trouble.”

He watched her for a moment, deciding to humor her. He sat down in front of her, close enough so she could reach his head. The first thing she did was gently run her fingers through his blond locks, causing the young man to stiffen.

“I’m gonna start now, okay?”

She placed the towel on his head, gently wrapping it around his hair and fluffing it. She started to hum softly, Kurapika relaxing under her touch.

He hadn’t been cared for like this in a long time, it reminded him of being a child. Her touch was soft, caring, like that of a mother. Kurapika had to try his best to hold back tears.

It was painful to remember, especially when those memories were of the Kurta clan. No matter how much time passed, little things like this were enough to plague his mind.

(Name) pulled the towel back, her fingers running through his hair again. “Mmm, still a bit damp. Do you want me to leave it, or-“

“Please continue.”

His tone surprised (Name). It wasn’t that of her usual calm friend, no this was from a desperate man in need of her touch. She wasn’t stupid, she knew Kurapika was hurt. Just one look into his eyes told her something had broken him, changing him into a man that he had never wanted to become.

So she did continue, drying his hair and humming, stopping ever so often to run her fingers through his locks and compliment the pretty color.

It wasn’t much, but Kurapika appreciated this attention greatly. He wasn’t used to being cared for so tenderly. The last time he allowed himself to relax in this way was around his old friend…

“Your hair is all dry now, Kurapika!”

She smiled down at him, ruffling his hair. He nodded, standing.

“I’ll return the favor once you’re done, (Name).”

She paused, scratching the back of her head. “Well, I’ll probably just blow d-“

“There is no blow dryer.” Zebro called from the kitchen. (Name) groaned, accepting Kurapika’s offer with a shy smile.

‘She was so willing to help others, but why does she seem to hate accepting things in return for her kindness?’ Kurapika thought, glancing at her. This had happened a few times before, along with her viewing herself as useless.

Although he wanted to address these issues now, he knew it wasn’t the time. She had enough on her plate, being basically kidnapped and (in Kurapika’s mind) sexually harassed by a literal assassin. He stored this information away for later.

The door flew open, Gon exiting the bathroom with his hair sopping wet. (Name) glanced in Kurapika’s direction before giggling.

“It seems I’m gonna be drying a bunch of peoples hair tonight.”

——————

She ended up drying both Gon and Leorio’s hair, adding in some of her leave in conditioner to Gon’s hair as he whined.

“I’m sorry, but it’ll help with the tangles. I hope you don’t mind smelling like strawberries for a while.”

He didn’t, and the other two ended up getting some mixed into their hair as well. Although Kurapika seemed to take care of his hair the best, it was still in need of some extra love.

The group of three left this experience with silky locks, all smelling of strawberry soap. It didn’t seem to bother them much, Gon sniffing himself every once and a while with a grin.

(Name) left them to walk up to her room and grab a change of clothes. The butlers had been there alright, filling the drawers with all the clothing she could ever need.

After picking her pajamas for the night, (Name) strolled to the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She didn’t think they would come and peek on purpose, but she did know that one of them may forget she was showering and walk in to use the restroom.

Something similar had already happened on the airship, Gon having walked into the ladies room accidentally. Thankfully just (Name) had been in there washing her hands, because she doubted Ponzu would have been as nice as her.

The girl stripped, dropping her clothes into a laundry basket and stepping into the shower. The water felt nice on her tired muscles, but stung at her injured arm.

Usually she could take long showers, over 30 minutes, but today she settled for 15, quickly washing her hair and body before exiting.

She slapped on some lotion and moisturizer before slipping into her pajamas, yawning lightly. The finishing touch was wrapping a towel around her hair.

(Name) walked out of the bathroom, sighing in content as she looked at the dinner table. It had been set up, with the main dish being a roast. There were mashed potatoes, broccoli, and rolls as side dishes, the scent of it all causing her to drool.

“Mmm, nothing beats a nice dinner after a long day!”

(Name) took a seat next to Gon, having a plate handed to her by Seaquant. During her first visit to the servants quarters, Seaquant had been a bit rude, but now he was more polite when he wasn’t ignoring her.

“Thank you!”

(Name) dug in, the others staring as she devoured her meal, kicking her feet happily before she stopped, placing her fork down. “This… wasn’t poisoned was it?”

Kurapika blinked, giving her a confused stare. “Poisoned? Why would it be poisoned?”

(Name) thought back to her first night at the manor, and how Illumi had questioned if her food had been poisoned before she ate. “Mmm… I guess it wouldn’t be, since this isn’t the main house.”

She continued her meal, her three friends now a bit concerned. Was she being poisoned on such a regular basis that she had to ask?

When (Name) finished her meal, she began to walk upstairs, yawning. “I’m gonna go to bed. I-“

Kurapika followed behind her, (Name) pausing to stare at him.

“Kurapika, what are yo-“

“Did you forget I said I’d help dry your hair?”

She blinked, then shook her head. “No, of course not.”

“I can tell you’re lying. Hurry up, it’s getting late.”

—————

Kurapika sat on her bed, watching as (Name) pulled the towel from her hair and handed it to him. The wet hair hung around her face, water dripping onto the floor. “I have a bit of a tender head.” She whispered, looking away in embarrassment.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”

She sat cross legged in front of him, her back to him. Kurapika realized in that moment he had never dried someone else’s hair for them, dropping the towel on her head.

He tried his best to remember the feeling of her hands in his hair, the amount of pressure she applied. Eventually he began to towel dry her hair, humming an old Kurta lullaby.

“Mm, you have a nice voice Kurapika. What’s that song you’re humming?”

He ran his fingers through her hair to test how damp it still was, placing the towel back on her head to continue. “It’s a lullaby, one my people used to sing to the children at night. I’m a bit surprised I still remember it.”

Usually talking about the Kurta filled him with pain and anger, but right then in that moment, the phantom troupe didn’t exist to him. The only thing that really mattered was that she was here, gently leaning against his knees and smiling.

“That’s sweet. Your people must of been very talented to produce such a sweet melody.”

He softened at her words, glad that she couldn’t see the tears pooling in the corners of his eyes.

“Yes, they were.”

After he finished drying her hair, Kurapika lingered. For some reason he didn’t want this moment to end, didn’t want to leave her comforting presence.

“Kurapika, would you like to see some pictures of my cats?”

The blond nodded, greedy to spend more time with (Name). She stood, plopping onto the bed next to him. When she was this close, he could smell her lotion, sighing contentedly at the soft lavender scent.

She pulled out her phone, scrolling through a few pictures of her cats, squealing in delight at some.

“Oh, and this is Tammy! She’s actually pregnant right now, and I’m soooo mad I won’t be home when she has her babies!” She huffed, showing him a picture of a brown tabby cat with a small round belly. He chuckled, seeing a reflection of (Name) taking the picture in the mirror behind the cat.

“She’s cute. When will she be giving birth?”

“Mmm, I think within the next week or so. We’d only discovered she was pregnant a few weeks before the exam.”

She peered at him, smiling sweetly. “You can have one of the kittens if you’d like. I trust you enough.”

Kurapika blinked, a light pink on his cheeks. “I would gladly adopt one if I actually… had a home for her.”

(Name) tilted her head at this. “Do you not have a home to return to?”

This seemed to be a sore subject, causing the blond to sigh and look away. “No. After my clan was massacred, I never was able to find a place that felt like home. I go from place to place, but never stay for long.”

(Name) nodded, placing a hand on his shoulder. “I understand. In that case, you’re welcome to come stay with me if you need to. You’ll always have a place in my house, okay?”

This time Kurapika let his tears fall freely, nodding. “Thank you (Name), you don’t understand how much that means to me.”

She wrapped him in a hug, patting his back gently. They stayed like that for a while, (Name) rocking him as he pulled himself together.

“I think I’ve taken up enough of your time.”

The man stood, brushing the tears from his eyes and giving her a brave smile. “I’ll head to bed now. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight. Don’t be a stranger, I’m here if you need me!”

(Name) watched him go with a hand over her heart. She could physically feel his pain and suffering, barely holding back tears of his own.

She was determined to be the best friend she could be to him, a good influence on this heartbroken boy. Unbeknownst to her, Kurapika looked down at his hand, imagining the feeling of her hair and the smell of her skin.

A part of him wanted to stay longer, but he knew it was late. It was going to be a long day tomorrow, and (Name) needed her sleep.

He lied down on his bed, looking up at the ceiling above him with soft eyes.

“I hope she has good dreams.”

——————

(Name) awoke to the sound of grunting and groaning. She rubbed her eyes, glancing at the alarm clock on the nightstand next to her. It was only 3 am, she’d had 4 hours of sleep.

She stepped out of her room, peering down the hallway to see Gon and Leorio doing the same. She glanced between the two, an unspoken question between them.

‘Who’s making that noise?’

A cry rang out into the night, the three rushing towards the sound. They ended up dashing into Kurapika’s room, the blond writhing in his bed, asleep.

Leorio crouched down to shake his shoulder, but was slapped away. He gasped, pulling back.

“That hurt. Maybe we should just leave him be. It seems like he’s just having a bad dream-“

(Name) gave him a look, the man silencing himself instantly. She stepped forward, just out of Kurapika’s reach. “Hey, wake up. You’re having a bad dream.” she cooed softly, bending down. He whined, relaxing ever so slightly at her voice.

She thought back to earlier when he’d told her about the lullaby he’d been humming and decided to hum it for him now.

His contorted face instantly softened, his limbs falling to his sides. She took this as a chance to push his hair back off of his sweating forehead.

Gon yawned, rubbing his eyes sleepily. “I’m gonna go back to bed. You got this?” He was worried for Kurapika, but knew that his presence wasn’t helping anything. (Name) nodded, not pausing her humming.

“Alright, I’ll be heading out too. Try to get some sleep, (Name).”

With the two gone, (Name) was left alone with the blond, sitting on the floor next to his bed so she could be comfortable.

“(Name)?”

She glanced to her side to see Kurapika’s eyes boring into her, his breathing slowing.

“Yes, I’m here.”

He reached for her hand, squeezing it tighter than he would of if he was more in control of his emotional state. She didn’t complain, only watching him with a careful eye.

“You were having a bad dream. Would you feel better talking about it?”

He thought for a moment before shaking his head. “That’s alright.”

Kurapika watched her, his eyes going from an intense red to a soft grey. “Was that… the lullaby I told you about earlier?”

“Yes, I thought it might help you calm down.”

“… it sounds much better coming from you.”

She giggled, patting his head. “Quite the charmer huh? Let’s get you tucked back in.”

Kurapika lied back down, (Name) pulling the cover up to his chin. “Thank you, I’m already feeling much better.”

“That’s great.”

She stood, sitting on the edge of his bed. “It’s getting late, I’m gonna go ba-“

“(Name).”

He grasped her sleeve, his eyes wild. She’d never seen him look at her like that, like a desperate animal.

“Yes?”

Kurapika pulled on her sleeve, his chest rising and falling slowly. “Can you stay until I fall asleep?”

She sighed, a tired smile on her lips. “Of course.”

“I’m sorry…”

“Don’t be.”

He leaned back against his pillow, able to relax with her near him. Kurapika didn’t understand why, but having her around made him soft.

He was usually a very cold and calculated man, but that flew out the window when she was near. It was like he could be vulnerable, childlike, soft, and she wouldn’t judge him for it or call him weak.

What was it about her that made him feel this way?

“… I had a dream about the massacre.”

(Name) stiffened at his statement, looking down at him with worried eyes. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry. That’s awful.”

She pushed back his hair again, letting her hand wander to his cheek, caressing it. Her lifted his hand to hold hers, his thumb brushing over her knuckles.

“I have these dreams frequently, so don’t blame yourself. Nothing we discussed earlier caused this.”

He sighed, letting go of her hand. (Name) yawned, pinching herself to stay awake.

“I’m going to try and sleep now. I’m so sorry, but your presence helps me… relax.”

He closed his eyes, finally able to sleep in peace. (Name) stayed with him until he started to snore, knowing that he was knocked out.

She snuck out of his room, climbing into bed. It was 5 am now, (Name) sighing before passing out.

——————

The three awoke earlier than (Name), allowing her to sleep in a bit. Kurapika felt guilty for keeping her up so long, nervously tapping his fingers against the table.

“Mmm, I think it’s time to wake her up. If we train without her, she’ll be pissed.” Leorio stated, standing from his chair. Kurapika stood as well, walking past him and up the stairs.

“I’ll do it.”

Leorio and Gon shared a glance, confused by his strange behavior.

Kurapika knocked on her door as he opened it, the sound doing nothing to stir the sleeping girl. He paused at her side of the bed, giggling at her disheveled hair and clothes.

“(Name)? (Name), wake up. It’s time for breakfast.”

She whined, turning away and smacking his hand away from her shoulder.

“Mmnn… I told you to stop Illumi.” She groaned, pouty.

Kurapika raised an eyebrow at that, shaking her again. This time she stirred, looking up at him with sleepy eyes. “Kurapika? Mm did you sleep well?”

He felt soft again, sitting next to her on her bed. “Yes, thank you. I was able to sleep peacefully because of you.”

She nodded, swinging her legs over the side of the bed to sit next to him. “That’s good. I was really worried about you.”

He felt his heart thump against his chest, out of embarrassment or happiness he wasn’t quite sure.

“Don’t worry, it was just a bad dream. I don’t-“

She looked him in the eye, completely serious. “Kurapika, I don’t care if it was just a bad dream. When I see my friends suffering, I can’t NOT worry. Even if it’s annoying or if I’m deemed a worry wart, I’ll never stop worrying about the well being of my loved ones.”

Kurapika’s breath hitched in his throat. What was with this girl and her innate ability to bring tears to his eyes and a clench to his heart?

“It’s not annoying at all, (Name). It feels… nice to be cared for. Just…”

He looked away, struggling to find the words. “Maybe it’s hard to accept care when it’s hard to care about yourself.”

Her words caused him to turn back to look at her. The air was different, (Name)’s eyes boring into the wall.

“Yes. It is.”

Kurapika had no room to be angry that she didn’t seem to care about herself, because he was in the same boat, but something made him grab her hand in a tight grip.

“Kurapika, w-“

He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against hers, his eyes locked on her (e/c) ones. She gasped, the color a beautiful scarlet, one she’d only seen a few times before.

“I won’t pry into your business, because I would rather you not do the same with me, but just know one thing.”

He smiled, pulling away slightly to cup her cheek. “I care about you, and I’m sure Gon and Leorio do as well. Even if you can’t seem to care about yourself, we will do it for you. You will always have someone that loves you and wishes for the best.”

He wasn’t shocked to see tears threaten to fall from her eyes before she pulled herself together, leaning into his touch.

“Have I ever told you you’re a sweet boy?”

“A few times.”

They laughed, (Name) standing up and stretching. “Alright, I’m gonna get changed. I’ll meet you down in the kitchen in a minute.”

Leorio watched Kurapika leave the room with a raised eyebrow. His blond friend had a sweet smile on his face, holding his cheek.

“That took a while. What, were you busy making out or something?”

Kurapika stiffened, causing Gon to gasp.

“Wait!! Were you really!?”

“No.”

Kurapika gave them a look, quieting the two instantly. “We just had a chat. Besides…” he folded his arms, a sly smile on his face.

“I wouldn’t kiss and tell.”

—————

(Name) jogged down the stairs wearing a skirt and sweater. Leorio blinked as she sat down next to him, looking at her skirt.

“You sure you wanna work out in that? Its not exactly the easiest to get around in a skirt without… you know.”

He acted out the scene, twirling around the screeching when his skirt(a pillow) flew up, “exposing everything”.

“Leorio, you’re deplorable.” Kurapika said with a groan, covering his red face.

“But I’m not wrong!”

She laughed, standing up and twirling.

“Unlucky for you Leorio, I’m wearing a skirt with built in shorts!”

The group ate breakfast, finishing their meal before walking outside. This time Kurapika helped (Name) get her vest on, gently sliding it over her shoulders.

“They’re getting kinda close, huh.” Leorio whispered to Gon, who shrugged.

“I guess! I’m just glad Kurapika seems happier.”

Leorio nodded absentmindedly, watching the two giggle at each other with worried eyes.

‘I just hope he doesn’t get too attached too quick. It’s never good to put all of your chips into one person, especially within such a short amount of time.’

(Name) helped clear the table after breakfast, singing along to a song Kurapika didn’t know. When finished, she looked at the group and gave them her biggest smile.

“Happy Valentine’s Day!”

They all smiled back, the older two a bit bashful.

Kurapika, Leorio, and (Name) stretched in front of the testing gate, Zebro watching over them.

“Hey, why don’t you try removing those vests today?” Zebro called, Leorio grinning.

“Oh? Music to my ears!”

The two threw their vests off, Kurapika turning to help (Name) with hers.

“Ah, she can keep her vest on. After all, it is you two who must open the gate.”

(Name) frowned, her hands on her hips. “I don’t mind keeping it on, but I want to help my friends.”

Zebro sighed, shaking his head. “I wish I could let you, but this has to be done by your friends. If you help, it wouldn’t be fair to their efforts.”

(Name) rolled her eyes but complied, watching the two as they worked.

“It’s okay, (Name). Just you being here helps us enough!” Leorio stated, him and Kurapika pushing the gate in sync. It began to open, the guards watching on in shock.

“Damn it… it won’t move any further!” Leorio grunted.

(Name) turned her head at the sound of the ground shaking, seeing Gon had taken off his vest and sling. She moved to stop him, but paused when she saw determined look in his eye.

He strolled forward, placing his hands on the testing gate.

“Gon!”

“Why are you using your left arm?”

“It’s okay. My arm’s healed now.” The guards watched on in a mix of shock and excitement, (Name) cheering for them.

“Healed?” Kurapika questioned.

“Are you sure Gon?”

“Yep! Anyway, we have to push together, right?”

The two nodded. “Right, let’s push!”

“Let’s go!”

“One!”

“Two!”

“Three!”

The three pushed, the sounds of their effort causing (Name) to anxiously rock on the heels of her shoes.

“You got this!”

“It’s opening…” Seaquant mumbled, Zebro chucking in response.

The door finally opened, Gon falling through onto the ground.

Kurapika and Leorio held the doors open, trying their best to control their breathing. “It opened.”

Kurapika and Leorio grinned. “YES!”

“We did it Gon!”

“Uh-huh!”

(Name) rushed in, helping Gon up as the doors closed, the two men leaning against the now closed gate to catch their breath.

“That was amazing! I can tell how hard you boys have been working!”

She pinched Gon’s cheek affectionately and helped the two to their feet

“Follow the path, and head for the mountain. The mansion should be somewhere up there. I’m ashamed to admit that even though I’ve worked here for twenty years, I’ve never been up the mountain. Sorry that I couldn’t be of any help.” Zebro said, watching over the group with kind eyes.

“No, that isn’t true. You’ve been a huge help. Thank you for everything!”

Gon gave a quick bow before sprinting off towards his group.

“Mmm, this is a different path than the one I took up the mountain, it’s much… nicer.”

(Name) skipped along the path, stopping every few minutes to admire the scenery. She wasn’t able to get out much, and Kukuroo Mountain was beautiful.

“There’s another path? Well if this one is easier we’ll take it.”

Leorio didn’t know that although the path was clearer and easier to traverse, it would be harder to get past. There was someone waiting for them, someone that would not let them by easily.

“Leave. You’re trespassing on private property. I cannot allow you to pass without permission.”

(Name) looked at the girl, immediately recognizing her as Canary. Canary blinked, smiling at (Name) politely.

“Miss (Name) is an exception of course.”

“We called ahead, and we came through the Testing Gate.” Gon began walking forward.

“The butlers did not give you permission to enter.”

“What do we need to do to get permission? I said I was Killua’s friend, but they wouldn’t put him on.”

“I wouldn’t know, because no one has ever received permission, besides Miss (Name).”

“Then we’ll have to trespass!”

“I suppose so. In any case, this is where I draw the line. If you take one step beyond this line, I’ll remove you by force.”

Canary pointed to (Name) then behind her. “Miss (Name), you are free to continue down this path if you’d like. You’ll reach the butlers quarters in no time.”

(Name) stiffened, shaking her head. “No, I won’t go without-“

“(Name).”

She stopped, turning to Gon. He gave her a smile and a thumbs up.

“It’s better if you go ahead. It might make it easier if we have an inside man.”

Kurapika nodded. “It’s better for you to be safe instead of staying with us. I don’t want our actions to get you in trouble.”

“But-“

“No buts!” They yelled in unison, causing the (h/c) haired girl to pout.

“Fine! Canary, don’t go to hard on them.”

She didn’t answer (Name), only a hint of a smile for her response.

—————

When (Name) reached the butlers quarters, Gotoh was waiting outside for her. “Miss (Name).” He greeted, waving her inside.

She spent the next few hours being scolded for helping the “intruders” and training her Ren. As the day passed by, she checked the windows constantly to see if her friends had made it yet.

“Master Killua is on his way.”

(Name)’s Ren faded immediately, the girl jumping up excitedly. “Really? Oh my gosh!”

Gotoh led her upstairs, where she was told to wait until Killua arrived.

She sat on a couch, staring at pile of… chocolate robots? Weird, she’d never seen something like that before.

“Miss (Name), Master Killua has arrived.”

“(Name)!”

Killua rushed into the room past Gotoh, tackling her into a hug. “Killua, you’re okay!”

She gave the boy a tight squeeze, patting his head gently. “I… I didn’t know if you were gonna be okay.” Killua said, his voice barely above a whisper.

(Name) looked over his face, frowning at the wounds that littered it. “I thought the same with you. What happened? Illumi told me you were being punished, but I was hoping it wouldn’t be so…”

“Brutal?”

“Yeah…”

Killua sat up, crossing his legs. “Well, I did stab my brother and mother, so I let them punish me a bit. But now that’s over, and I’m gonna see Gon again!”

(Name) smiled widely. “Yeah, I actually saw them earlier today. They’ve been working really hard to rescue you, ya know. You have some really good friends.”

He paused, sniffing the air. “(Name), what’s in that bag you’re holding?”

He pointed to the small cloth bag, tilting his head in confusion. “Oh, this? It’s for you!”

She handed him the bag, allowing him to tear it open. It was like watching a kid open a present on Christmas Day, his eyes lighting up when he laid eyes upon the chocolates and treats.

“I made you your own teddy bear and some baked goods! Happy Valentine’s Day!”

He immediately began munching on the chocolate, happily telling her how good it was. “Almost as good as my chocolate robots!”

He downed the treats quickly, turning to the aforementioned robots. (Name) remembered Illumi ordering several entrees during dinner, giggling. Him and Illumi were alike, in some ways.

“Gotoh is gonna tell us when Gon gets here, so we can just relax. What have you been doing?”

—————

After a lengthy explanation of what had happened during her stay, Killua nodded his head. “I don’t like it, but I agree with Illumi. Kalluto knows better than to use his full strength against a non-target.”

“Ugh, everyone keeps saying that.”

“Because it’s trueeee!”

They stuck their tongues out at each other. “Anyone ever tell you how annoying you are?”

Killua paused.

A memory surfaced to his mind, one of him and (Name).

flashback

“Killua, are you here?”

The young girl peered behind a tree, her voice tinged with worry. Usually the young assassin would be there by now, but he was uncharacteristically late.

She already worried enough about Illumi getting hurt during a mission, and now her heart was thumping painfully in her chest thinking about her young friend being hurt, if not killed.

Before she could think anymore, a dark shaped jumped out of the trees, screaming. (Name) yelped and fell, tumbling down the small hill and landing against a log.

“Oh no, (Name)!”

Killua had planned on spooking her, not killing her! He ran down the hill, watching as the girl sat up, groaning. He knelt beside her, apologizing as sincerely as he could.

“Ugh… has anyone ever told you how annoying you are?” She asked, ruffling his hair. The comment had no malice behind it, something Killua wasn’t used to. She wasn’t angry that he had caused her to get hurt, just a bit annoyed.

flashback end

“… yeah, someone told me once before.”

He stared at (Name), his catlike eyes taking in her face. She treated him like she always had, with a motherly touch and kind words. Had her memories returned, or was she this kind to every person she met?

(Name) leaned against her chair, huffing. “I swear, i only met Illumi a week ago but he acts like he gets to make all my decisions for me.”

Nope, she definitely didn’t remember. He was starting to feel bad for his older brother, if only a little bit.

The two chatted for a bit, Killua become more impatient by the minute.

“Geez, how long do we have to wait? Hey, Gotoh!” He opened up the door to a dark hallway throwing his voice into the dark.

“Anyone around?”

(Name) joined him, confused. “What’s going on?”

The two rushed down the stairs, opening the door to the living room to see their friends sat on a couch, being applauded by several butlers.

“Gotoh, is Gon here yet?”

“Killua, (Name)!”

“Oh, you’re here, Gon! Along with… Kurapika!”

“I’m just an afterthought?”

“Liorio!”

“It’s Leorio!”

The group laughed, (name) leaning against the back of the couch. “I can’t believe you came, what happend, your face is a wreck!” Killua teased.

“Yours isn’t any better!” Gon replied.

“Hey Gotoh, I told you to let me know as soon as they arrived. What were you doing?”

The butler bowed in Killua and (Name)’s direction. “Forgive me. I had them participate in a little game.”

“A game?” Killua asked, already suspicious.

“It was nothing more than a poor joke. I apologize for any aggravation. Did you enjoy yourselves?”

Leorio rubbed the back of his head, relieved. “That was some really good acting.”

“What, did they try something?” Killua questioned, his eye on Gon.

“No, they were entertaining us.”

“Really? Well anyway, let’s go somewhere else. Anywhere else, right now. If we stay here, my mom will give us all an earful!” Killua groaned out.

(Name) watched them from behind the couch, smiling. They noticed she wasn’t joining in on the conversation, Kurapika deciding to ask her about it.

“(Name), are you coming with us?”

She shook her head. “No, I have training to do. Illumi has been kind enough to allow me to stay until it’s completed.”

The four visibly deflated, Killua whining like a child.

“But!”

They perked up, looking to her with excited faces. “I’ll accompany you all to town. Let’s spend one last day together, until we have to go out separate ways!”

That seemed to be enough for them.

—————

(Name) returned home the next day, having made plans to meet the group September 1st in York New, the same time she was meeting her old friend.

She yawned, being escorted back to the manor by Canary. “Gon said you gave him a beating. He’s stubborn, isn’t he?”

Canary had a hint of a smile on her lips. “Yes, he is.”

The two walked in silence, Canary holding open the door for her as they entered the manor. It was nearing dinner time by the time she’d gotten back.

The group of five had done some shopping in town and eaten lunch together, wanting to spend as much time with each other until they were forced to part ways. Kurapika and Leorio would be going their own way, while Killua and Gon had decided to stick together.

Because Gon didn’t have a phone, Killua and (Name) exchanged numbers so they could stay in contact.

As (Name) changed out of her clothes and into a new dress for dinner, she heard several notifications on her phone.

Unknown: hey (Name), it’s killua. be careful, my family is crazy, and I think mom is a bit too interested in you

(Name) sighed. She already knew this, but appreciated his warning nonetheless. She set his contact as “Lil Guy”, giggling.

The next message was from her old friend.

Grumpy Pants: received gift, thank you

Her heart beat faster, a hand resting against her mouth. Her friend almost never thanked her, he must of really liked it!

The third message was from Illumi.

Illumi: I’ll be home later tonight. Don’t wait up.

She closed her phone. (Name) didn’t want to admit it, but she was a bit excited to see Illumi. She had just said goodby to her friends for at least 7 months, and could use his company.

She sent him back a quick message before running to dinner.

Strawberries: okay, be safe!! <3

——————

Illumi looked over (Name)’s message with a pang in his heart. Her kindness truly knew no bounds.

“It’s almost time, Illumi.”

Hisoka looked completely different, his extravagant appearance and voice altered by Illumi’s needles to make him look and sound average.

After all, it wouldn’t make sense for Hisoka to attack (Name). Illumi wanted to keep his business arrangement with Hisoka, and if he did after Hisoka attacked (Name) she would probably be upset.

“… alright. I’ll give you the signal when she returns to her room.”

He looked over her message, biting his lip. Was this really the right decision? He didn’t know, but Illumi was desperate for her to learn her weakness. The thought of her going out into the real world unaware of the dangers in it made him insane.

“… I’m sorry (Name), but I’m going to be breaking my promise tonight.”

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lilsedge · 17 days

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i was wondering can you do a bray wyatt x ofc the character being called kerri it can be smut or fluff im excited x

Firefly Girl

Bray Wyatt x Fem! OC

Warnings:

We’re really glad that you’re our friend and this is a friendship that’ll never ever end.

“Hello and welcome to the firefly fun house,” Bray says.

“Now, before we continue, I have a special guest. Who will now be joining me as a co host,” he says.

There was a knock at the door. Bray opens it and there she stands, Kerri. Bray had been talking to her for some time about joining the firefly fun house, and this time she genuinely desired it.

“Hello guys,” Kerri waves as Bray closes the door.

“Now fireflies, it’s going to be a really fun day,” he says.

You could barely hear it because mercy was chopping loudly on something.

“Hey,” he shouts. Kerri jumps a bit. He taps her on the back as a sorry before focusing on mercy.

“What’s going on over there?” Kerri asks.

Mercy pops his head up. There is stuffing in his mouth and he burps. Bray walked closer to the buzzard.

“Hey, Mercy the Buzzard. Whatcha got there?” He asks. Kerri walks up behind him, peaking over his shoulder.

“Oh, it’s nothing,” the buzzard says.

“Come on, Hermano, we’re all friends here. Show us what’s in the box,” Bray says.

“I’m quite curious myself,” Kerri says. Bray looks at her and smiles.

“Back off, man. I said it was nothing,” Mercy says.

“What’d’ya tryna hide Mercy,” Sister Abigail says.

“None of your damn business, Abby,” Mercy says. “Now go to sleep, you old hag.”

“Hey,” Kerri says.

“Let’s just everybody calm down,” Bray says.

“Let’s see what the fuss is about,” Kerri says.

“Let me see,” Bray says, putting his hand in the box. Mercy turns around and almost bites it. Kerri jumps back a bit. Bray eventually gets what Mercy was feasting on.

“Yowie wowie, is this Rambling Rabbit,” Bray says, handing the rabbit’s head off the Kerri.

She holds the head and says, “what- what have you done?”

“I despise Rambling Rabbit. He was tryna force me to adhere to his bohemian world views and ideologies. You know what I mean,” the buzzard says. The kids boo.

“Oh Mercy,” Bray says. Both he and Kerri shake their heads.

“You know, it’s perfectly okay to express yourself in any way you want to,” Kerri says.

“Whether it’s painting a painting,” Bray says, throwing the rabbit’s body away.

“Flying a kite,” Kerri says, throwing the head away.

“Or ripping Rambling Rabbit to friends. Point is you can be forgiven, no matter what. Just like I was,” Bray says.

“And me,” Kerri butts in.

“In fact, I think you should be rewarded.”

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” Mercy asks.

“I think I am,” Bray nods. “Picnic time!”

Kerri looks at the kids that are now suddenly sitting on the carpet. Bray put on glasses as Kerri sits in the circle with the kids.

“Hey everybody,” she says as Bray sits beside her. None of the kids were smiling, but Kerri and Bray were.

“And remember my fireflies, I will always light the way and all you have to do is let us in,” Bray says.

“Bye!” Both Kerri and Bray exclaimed.

“See you next week,” Bray says.

The camera stops rolling; the kids go back to their parents and Bray helps Kerri stand up. She dusts her pants off and looks at Bray.

“Excited for next week?” He asks.

“Everyone gets to know our secret,” Kerri smiles.

Bray hugs her and squeezes her. Her smile grows bigger. She pulls away and takes his hand. Bray’s hand is much bigger than hers, but their hands fit like a puzzle piece.

“What do you want to do for the entire week?”

he asks.

“Can we just go home and chill?” She questions.

“Of course we can,” Bray replies. He leans down to give Kerri a kiss. Like their hands, their lips also fit like a puzzle piece. They were meant to be together.

Next week

That’s what they did. The rest of the week, they just lounged at home. Now they were back at the playhouse, ready to share something with the kids.

We’re really glad that you’re our friend and this is a friendship that’ll never ever end.

“Hey there, I’m over here,” Bray says. The camera looks around.

“No silly, not there,” Kerri says. The camera finally moves towards the two.

“Yowie wowie, you found us,” Bray exclaims.

“I bet. We are so glad you did because this week- “Kerri starts

“We have a secret,” Bray finishes. They both put the fingers over their mouth and do a ‘sh’ sounds as the kids gasp.

“You woke me up for this. It better be good,” Abigail complains.

Kerri bids her a small sorry.

“Yeah, let’s hurry it up. I have stuff to do,” Mercy says.

“Oh, come on,” Bray says, “It’s almost time to show the world what we’ve really been working on.”

“But we can’t do it alone,” Kerri says, walking with Bray to the middle of the room.

“We are going to need help from all of our fireflies, so who’s with us?” Bray says, holding his one arm out as the other finds itself on Kerri’s shoulder. The fireflies start to cheer.

“That just warms my soul. Kerri, does it warm yours?” Bray asks.

“It sure does, Bray,” Kerri smiles.

“Guys, don’t worry, there is still darkness in these old noggins,” Bray says, tapping on his and Kerri’s head.

“This time is different,” Kerri says.

“This time we learned how to harness it,” Bray says, pulling Kerri close to him.

“How to control it,” she continues.

“So what do you say?” Bray asks.

“You wanna see our secret?” Kerrie asks. Bray turns Kerri around and turns around himself.

The lights turned darker and Bray was no longer there. It’s the fiend. Kerri is also no longer there. Nobody can see where she is. The camera flashes once more and there she is, sitting in front of the fiend. Her eyes were darker and her eyeshadow was more visible. It was running down her face like she’d just been crying. Her clothes were like the fiend. She was also holding a matching doll with a broken face.

“Yowie wowie,” the fiend says. The camera cuts and Bray helps Kerri stand up.

“We did it,” Kerri smiles.

“We did. You did amazing,” Bray says, kissing her forehead.

#wwe x reader #wwe fanfiction #wwe imagine #bray wyatt x reader #Firefly funhouse

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sebsgirl71479 · 1 year

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Sebastian Stan x Curvy!Female Reader

A/N: Well I can blame the ladies in my discord for this little gem and sparking an idea. I did want to leave this story where it was but sometimes you just get one little idea and it just blows up. So I am back with one of my favorite couples i have ever written. This takes place just a few weeks after AngelEyes ended and if the cover doesn't give it away already oops i made a boo boo. I hope you all enjoy and again reglog it makes me happy. Boarders by @firefly-graphics

Here is the main story of AngelEyes

Warnings: Lots of fluff, some angst, maybe a little smut 18+ mdi some swearing.

It had been a few weeks since you left the hospital for the second time and you were heading back with Sebastian for your check up with Dr Roberts. His practice was at the same hospital so you didn't have to go somewhere unfamiliar.

You both entered the doctor's office and checked in for your appointment and then waited to be called back. You hadn't had any more lingering headaches in the weeks after which was good but you had started feeling a little off lately. After 15 mins you were called back by the nurse who you recognized as the one who was shamelessly eyeing Sebastian in the hospital that day. You put that in the back of your mind and followed her to the exam room. She started taking your vitals and temperature as well. She asked a few questions about how you had been after the hospital visit and then she was on her way, almost missing the way she looked back at you with something like disgust.

Sebastian was the first one to speak up after she left. “Sweetheart? Did you see the look she gave you? I don't like that.”

“It’s okay baby, she doesn't intimidate me at all. She's just jealous of what I have right in front of me.”

“That's right, and because of this you will be mine forever.” As he lifts up your hand and kisses your finger that has your engagement ring on it. He came and sat next to you on the exam table, holding your hand waiting for the doctor to come in which wasn’t too much longer.

“Well hello you two, it's nice to see you both under better circumstances.”

“It’s good to see you too, Dr Roberts.” you both said.

“Okay I’m just going to ask you a few questions since I last saw you and we will determine if we need to do any more scans. Have you had any more headaches in the past few weeks?”

“No, nothing like I had before.” “Okay that's good.”

Dr Roberts went through a few other routine questions and made his diagnosis.

“Well unless you don't have anything else you need to inform me about, it looks like we don't need to do anymore scans everything seems to be back to normal.”

You give a quick look at Sebastian before you turn back to the doctor. “Actually doctor I don't know if you can help me with this but I've been feeling a bit fatigued lately but nothing to do with the aftereffects of the amnesia, plus because of all the chaos of everything I don't remember when my last period was.” At this information Sebastian looks at you with shocked eyes but softens them with you look a little freaked out.

“Well then, how about we take a bit of blood and see what we can determine if there is a problem.”

“Thank you so much Dr Roberts.”

As the doctor left you let out a breath you were holding the whole time.

“Sweetheart, why haven’t you told me you were feeling this way?”

“I just thought it would go away but it never did and now I'm a little scared baby.”

“Whatever it is, we will handle this together, okay?” With a nod of your head you agreed with Sebastian. The same nurse came in with a few empty vials and a needle to draw the blood. You weren't scared of needles so this would be nothing for you. After a few moments she was off to have you blood tested as you and Sebastian waited in the exam room. To pass the time away you both watched some funny videos on Instagram as well as lighten the mood. About 20 mins go by and there is a knock on the door. You both jump a bit too engrossed in the videos. Dr Roberts and the nurse return and the looks they have are hard to read.

“Well we have the results of your blood work and so far everything looks good, but for one thing.” You both look at the doctor with baited breath. “Your HCG levels are high but that is normal for a pregnancy.” You and Sebastian have the same shocked look on your face, both of you unable to speak. Dr Roberts interrupts your shocked expressions. “I’m going to leave you 2 to think this over when you’re ready come down the hall to my office and I will give you some information on a wonderful OBGYN here in the hospital.”

They both leave and the click of the door shutting brings you both out of your stoppers, Sebastian is the first to speak. “Baby, y/n how are you feeling? Are you okay?” You look at Sebastian with a few tears in your eyes, lips quivering.

“Are you okay with this? I mean, if you don't want this baby I understand. We haven’t known each other very long and I know we are getting married but if you don't want this baby I'm willing to raise it on my own.”

“Whoa whoa wait baby, please don't say that. Remember your promise, remember the post-it note baby please, don’t leave me.” Your heart is breaking hearing Sebastian asking you not to leave him, you hug him so tightly to you reassuring him you’re not going anywhere. “I won’t go anywhere angel eyes i’m right here i’m not going anywhere.”

After you both have calmed down, you look each other in the eyes and have a silent conversation. Both of you realizing that, you’re going to be parents and you will conquer this together. Sebastian jumps off the exam table and extends his hand for you to take as you get off the table yourself and head over to Dr Roberts office. While all this is happening the nurse who you embarrassed is fuming. Asking herself how a big girl like you landed and kept a man like Sebastian Stan and then she found out you got pregnant and that just made her more angry so she had to do something to make your life miserable. Since she couldn’t have Sebastian she had to make you want to leave him. But she doesn't know the unbreakable bond you and Sebastian share that will never be broken no matter what bumps in the road come their way.

You both left the doctors office happy and light looking forward to being parents. The following week you had your appointment with the OBGYN Dr Roberts suggested. You found out you were 5 weeks pregnant and the doctor was able to give you both sonogram pictures of your baby bean, that's what you called the baby.

Later that week, Sebastian's mom Georgetta came down for a visit. After a few hours Sebastian has to leave for a meeting with his agent and manager, so you and Georgetta decide to have lunch together at Sebastian's favorite restaurant Rubirosa. It was a beautiful day out so you both asked to sit out on the small singular table the restaurant had. You weren't going to lie to yourself, you were a bit intimidated by Georgetta, you saw her as a strong woman leaving another country to give her and her son a better life and surviving. But her calming nature put you at ease.

You both had a lovely lunch discussing what to buy for the baby and when you and Sebastian would get married. She commented on how beautifully her ring looked on you. “I gave Sebastian that ring years ago when he was in his 30s hoping for the day he would use it. After meeting you I know he made the right choice, you make my son so happy i don't think I've ever seen him this happy in a long time. And I have you to thank for that, even though how you both met was unconventional but fate.”

Her words made you want to cry or maybe it was your hormones running wild but it felt good to be so accepted by his mother. “Georgetta, it means so much to me to have your blessing. I absolutely love and adore Sebastian and would do anything and everything to protect him and this little bean growing inside me.”

While you two were having your lunch, in the distance there was a pap taking pictures of you and Georgetta. They got a tip about a new woman in Sebastian's life that he was keeping under wraps and followed you from the apartment. You refused to let her pay for the meals, putting your card down before she could reach for hers. “You can get the next meal , deal?” “Okay dear I’ll take that deal.”

Getting up for the table Georgetta links her arm in yours and you both head off down the street towards prince st rounding the corner and stumbling in front of McNally Jackson books and deciding to go in and find a few children's books for the baby. After finding a few books you head out back onto the streets and back to the apartment. All while never knowing that the same pap has been following you both from the restaurant. Even getting a close up shot of you and Sebastian's mom carrying baby books.

Sebastian's mom left the following day with a promise to visit more often and for you to call her if Sebastian gets on your nerves or if you just want to have some mother-in-law daughter-in-law time. You laughed with her but Sebastian just pouted at you two. After she left you wanted to take a little nap since you were getting tired so easily because of the baby. “Baby, I'm going to the bedroom to take a nap. I'm just really tired.” “That's okay sweetheart, you go lay down there are a few scripts i have to look over so i’ll be in the living room if you need me.” “OOOOHHH is one of them from Marvel?” You giggled a little bit knowing he really can't say anything even if wanted to. “You know I can't tell you that baby.”

“I know I just wanted to see if you would break. Okay I’m going to lay down now, I love you angel eyes.” “I love you too.” You give him a sweet kiss on the cheek and head to the bedroom to rest.

It had only been about 30 mins when Sebastian started getting a rapid amount of messages on his phone. Finding this strange he tore himself from the script he was reading to check his phone. He got messages from his manager, his agency, even from his assistant Ethan. He looks at all the texts and he is in shock all linking him to an article with his name plastered on it. He reluctantly opens the link and he starts to read it but what really gets him angry is the pictures of you and his mother. It is well known that his mother is never to be photographed, and it to be with you gets him even more angry. He calls his manager then she patches through his agent as well.

“Who is this reliable source they are talking about? No one knows about my relationship with y/n besides you both Ethan and my mother. I know Ethan would never betray my trust, so we need to find out who this is and get this article off the net.” His manager speaks first. “Sebastian we have been on this as soon as we got the notification we are working as fast we can to get this taken down.” “They mention that she is pregnant! How am i going to break this news to y/n. This is a delicate time in her pregnancy and i don’t want anything happening to her where if she's too upset something happens to the baby. I can't lose her!” They could hear the pain and desperation in his voice, they were going to do everything they could to get this off the media. He finishes the phone call and sits on the couch wondering how he is going to tell you this.

You were roused from your nap when you heard yelling from the living room. You slowly got up from the bed not wanting to have a fainting spell like you’ve been having lately. Getting to the living room as Sebastian ended a phone call. “Baby, is everything okay? I heard you yelling? I thought maybe you were practicing a scene from one of your scripts.” From the look in his eyes this was not a fight in a script something happened. “Sweetheart, come here and sit with me, i have to tell you something.” “You’re kind of scaring me baby.” Sebastian sighed and got right to the point. He told you that it looked like someone followed you and his mom the other day having lunch as well as to the bookstore where you got the baby books. Then he told you about the article telling everyone you were pregnant and engaged to be married.

You look at him in shock, trying to figure out who this reliable source was coming up with nothing. “Draga, I'm doing my best to get this out of the media as fast I can. My team says it's almost gone.” “But how long has this been out? You know more than I do that people tend to screenshot these types of things. You know what we have to do?” Sebastian bows his head knowing what you mean. This is one of the reasons he practically left social media. He has to make some kind of statement about this but in his own words. But first they need to find out who this reliable source is. Since you don't have any immediate family you know it’s no one on your side of the family. So you both think about who else you might have told by accident.

“Okay baby, you said that the only ones that you know for sure that you told or know about us are your manager, agent, your mom and Ethan?” “Yeah that's all that I know and the only ones that need to know. Do you think Dr Roberts may have said something?” “No, there's no way he would have said anything i mean he’s been so wonderful to us and very supportive for a doctor. Wait, I think I may have an idea of who it could be.” “What, sweetheart, who do you think it is?” You look at Sebastian with rage in your eyes that this person might have done this out of jealousy and embarrassment. “We need to pay Dr Roberts a visit and quickly.”

Before you headed to the appointment, Sebastian called his manager again and asked her to call the publication that ran the story and try and find out who this source was and they would pay to get the information. You enter his office and take a seat at the chairs facing his desk. “When you called it sounded very urgent, have you been feeling okay in your head any headache coming back?” “Oh everything's still fine with me but we came here on a different matter.” Sebastian was the next to speak. “There was an article published today stating from a “reliable source” that Y/n and I are engaged and that she is pregnant. They followed y/n and my mother the other day as they had lunch as well as to a book store down the street showing them buy books for the baby. Now we went through everyone in our inner circle that knows about all this and there are only 4 people who know.”

Sebastian made a call to Dr Roberts saying that you both needed to come in and speak to him about an urgent matter in his private office. He could tell it was important so he was able to fit you in at the end of the day. At 4pm you head into the medical office building and up to the doctors office. When you told Sebastian who it might be it was almost the best logical reason and person. You head up to the nurses station and as suspected the nurse in question was at the desk surprised to see you both in the office. “Oh um, Miss y/l/n Mr Stan i didn't know you had an appointment so soon. I don't see you on the calendar.” She started to stutter out. “This was a last minute call to the doctor to discuss something else.” Just as you said that Dr Roberts comes from the back to greet you. “I’m glad you two were able to make it today, come to my office and let's talk. Nurse Stacy, could you please hang back? I may need you.” “Y-yes doctor of course.”

“Well i never said a thing about you both, that is a major violation of doctor /patient confidentiality i could lose my license.” “We have no doubt that it wasn’t you but we have a clue who it might be and that is why we are here.” Just a minute later Sebastian's phone rang. “This might be our confirmation. Hi Emily, yeah you have the name of the person? Okay great and are you sure this is who told them? Alright thank you Emily we will let him know. Dr Roberts, would it be possible to speak to Stacy please?” The doctor was in shock that someone on his staff would do this. Dr Roberts goes to the phone on his desk and dials the front desk. “Nurse Stacy, could you please come see me in my office?” “O-of course, doctor.” You could tell by the way she spoke that she was nervous. 2 minutes later there is a knock on the door. “Come in.” the doctor says. Nurse Stacy enters with caution. “What can I help you with, Dr Roberts?” She was trying to steady her voice to not sound too scared.

“Stacy, Mr Stan and Miss y/l/n just told me something about you that has me very upset with you and your license is in jeopardy. Now I'm going to give you a chance to speak and tell me what it is that has me upset.” “I don't know what you would be speaking of Doctor?” “Okay just know i gave you that chance. Stacy, unfortunately I’m going to have to let you go and I will be speaking to the new york nursing board about revoking your certification.” “Please no Dr Roberts you can't do this, all of this is her fault if she didn't embarrass me in front of Mr Stan i would have never told the media about them!”

“That doesn't give you the right to tell the whole world something about their private lives, especially concerning a pregnant woman in the early stages of pregnancy. This type of stress could be detrimental to the mother. Did you even think of that before you wanted to get revenge for being called out for inappropriate behavior towards a patient's partner?” “I wasn't thinking sir, i just thought that why a woman like her was with Mr Stan when he could be with someone like me?” This woman was really digging her a big grave at this point. Sebastian seemed more angry than me when she started insulting you.

“Excuse me Dr Roberts, I have to interrupt. How dare you insult my fiancé and mother of my unborn child. You have no idea who my type really is, it sure as hell not someone who would blatantly put someone down for the way they look that makes you a very ugly person in my opinion. I hope you know that we will be suing you for this, this was supposed to be private information for us to tell not some scorned woman.” “Angel eyes we don't have to sue her, I think having her license revoked will be fine. What do you think Dr Roberts?”

You looked over at Stacy at that moment terrified out of her mind. “Stacy, as of this moment you are fired and I will start the process of speaking to the nursing board about having your nurse certification revoked. If after the investigation they decided to revoke it you will not be able to practice nursing in the state of new york. Pack your desk and leave this building before I have security escort you out.” As Stacy starts to leave the office you stand up and lightly grab her hand. She turns around and looks at you like you burned her.

“I hope you have learned something today sweetie?” You lean into her ear to whisper…”I told you what would happen if you fucked with me. This is all on you.” And just like that she left the office. You waited a few minutes speaking to Dr Roberts about how you have been doing and informing him that when it happens he will be invited to the wedding. You both stood up and gave the doctor a hug and went on your way.

When you got home you both decided to make dinner together and while eating you started to go over what and how you were going to tell the world about you and Sebastian. Even though he hasn't been active on social media since posting on his birthday last year he decided to do an Instagram live tomorrow afternoon to announce everything. Since it was such a stressful day Sebastian and you decided to take a nice long bath and relax. Sitting against his chest while he washed your entire body as well as washing your hair, you felt loved at that moment. Afterwards you just sat in silence with Sebastian wrapping his arms around you and occasionally rubbing your stomach. Just before the water got cold you got out and dried off and got dressed in one of your old journey t-shirts and underwear.

When you left the closet you could hear the faint sound of music in the bedroom. Sebastian had put on his spotify playlist to play some 80s love songs. “Baby, what's with the music?” “I just thought we could just lay in bed and listen to music before we went to bed. I thought it would be a nice change.” “Well I do like this little change.” You crawled into bed laying your head on his chest as you quietly listened to the music in the room. As the music played on Sebastian was playing with your hand that was on his chest. Then one of your favorite songs started to play Madonna’s Crazy for you came on, you started to softly sing it.

‘I'm crazy for you

Touch me once and you'll know it's true

I never wanted anyone like this

It's all brand new

You'll feel it in my kiss

I'm crazy for you

Crazy for you’

As you sang the last lyric Sebastian let go of your hand and tilted your head to look at him. He bent down and started to kiss your lips softly, you returned the kiss with more passion. Sebastian rolled you on your back to cage you in with his arms. He brought his legs between yours and you gladly spread them for him. He moved from your lips to your neck and started to trail kisses down to your chest as he lifted your shirt over your head. He started to suck on your right breast as he massaged the other. You arched your back at the sensitivity. “Sebastian.” he moved over to the other breast and gave it the same attention. Moving lower, kissing your stomach and he stopped for a moment just staring at your tummy. “I love you little baby bean.” You started to shed a few tears at his confession to your baby. He looked up at you as your tears started flowing.

“Sweetheart, why are you crying?” “I'm just happy right now and what you just said to the baby damn hormones.” Sebastian came up and kissed your tears away and then kissed your lips again. Going back to his position near your mound and he noticed how wet you were. He licked the outside of your panties and moaned. He grabbed the waistband of your panties and began to remove them and threw them behind him. Kissing up from your thigh and up to your pussy where you needed him. “Damn baby, this is the best fucking pussy I've ever seen.” “Please Sebastian, I need you baby.” “I've got you baby, I'm gonna make you feel so good.” Before you could say anything else he licked a big strip from your pussy up to your clit and sucked it between his lips. He spread your lips and started eating you out like it was his last meal. His nose nudged your clit every time his tongue entered your pussy.

“Oh god don't stop right there.” He hummed and you felt a shock wave through you. All of a sudden he inserted his finger and started to pump it in and out slowly as he flicked your clit. Soon another finger joined the other and you started to feel the coil in you tighten. “Sebastian, I need more baby I’m almost there.” “I know I feel you squeezing me, can you take another finger baby?” “Yes please oh fuck.” As you said the last word he inserted a 3rd finger and you felt full and ready to cum. Sebastian was pumping in and out at a fast pace as he curled his fingers and found your g-spot. When he found it he picked up the pace and then sucked your clit into his mouth and flicked it at the same time and that was your undoing. Arching your back off the bed your legs wrapped around his head and you shook from the intense organism.

Sebastian helped you ride out your high slowly. He removed his finger and you opened your eyes just as he put his fingers in his mouth sucking your arousal from his hands. You pulled him from the collar of his shirt and brought him into a bruising kiss. Grabbing the bottom of his shirt you practically ripped it off him then went to the waistband of his sweats. “Take these off now, I need you inside me please.” “Well since you asked so nicely.”

He stood up from the bed and pulled off his pants and came back between your legs nudging his cock into your clit. He swallowed your moans in the kiss and then he took his cock in his hand and started rubbing your pussy with it. Before you say anything he entered in one slow motion all the way to the hilt. “Oh shit sweetheart you feel so fucking perfect, you were made for me.” “Mmmm Sebastian, please move baby i’m ready.” Sebastian moved in and out slowly but deep making you feel every vein and ridge of his cock. “Harder baby, I can take it.” “I don’t hurt the baby sweetheart.” “It’s okay I read all about it, you won’t the baby.” He kissed you then and fell into your request and practically fucked you into the mattress. So much so he held onto the headboard for support. “Oh god you feel so fucking good baby. You ‘re taking my cock so well.” Oh Sebastian right there i'm so close don't stop!” He reached down between your bodies and started rubbing clit in tight circles just how you like it.

With how hard he was fucking you he was hitting your g-spot so deliciously you arched your back off the bed. “Look at me sweetheart, I want to see those eyes when you cum.” You looked into his eyes as he kept up his rhythm. “I’m right with you baby, cum now.” Looking at lust blown eyes you grab his face and bring him into a kiss as you cum so hard. You’re squeezing him so tight he gives you 3 more thrust before he cums, painting your insides feeling the warmth. Sebastian lets go of the headboard and holds your hands in his and places his forehead to yours trying to calm his breathing.

“I love you so fucking much sweetheart.” “I love you angeleyes. Always and forever.” “Damn I can’t wait to marry you. I never thought I wanted to get married until I met you. You changed my whole life in the span of a few weeks and I've never regretted it.” “I never thought I could be with anyone like you Sebastian. A woman like me to have someone like you to love me, you’ve made me feel so cherished.” Sebastian kisses you on the forehead and slowly removes himself from you, and lays next to you on his back bringing you into his arms. You bring the blankets up to cover you both, letting sleep overtake you. Sebastian rubs his hand up and down your arm drawing small patterns. Before he starts falling asleep he looks up above the bed at the post-it note you wrote. He thinks about what his life was like before he met you and it was lonely, hollow, never feeling a love so intense like the love he has with you. He thanks every deity out there that put you in his life before he falls asleep.

The next afternoon, you and Sebastian set up his cell phone to get ready for his Instagram live. "Okay sweetheart are you ready for the world to meet you officially?" "As ready as I'll ever be." He had you sit off camera for a little bit.

"Hey everyone, wow i know i haven't been active on social media for a while now but something has happened that has brought me out of hiding and i wanted to tell all of you this from my mouth. A little over a month ago i met the most wonderful amazing woman ever under very strange circumstances. We feel madly in love so quickly it would give you whiplash. Everyone this is y/n." he reaches his hand out to you and you move over to him on the couch. "Hi everyone." you give a small wave to the camera. all the fans are going nuts.

"Now i know many of you had seen an article circulating around about her and our relationship and that very private information given out by someone who was jealous and decided to be very vindictive and out our relationship. As well as tell everyone that we are expecting" At that moment he places his hand on you tummy. You see a bunch of hearts coming up on the screen showing everyone likes the news. "I'm going to say this once and i hope i don't have to say anymore. Please respect our privacy during this time while we get ready to have this little baby bean. Sweetheart is there anything you would like to say to my fans?"

"I just want to say that i love all of Sebastian's fans and i hope you are happy for him." "That's all i have to say everyone, i'm not answering any questions right now i just wanted you all to hear this from me and that i am absolutely head over heals for this woman here." You both wave to the camera any your goodbyes.

Life is unexpected, grab it by the horns and don't let go. It’s not always smooth sailing because there will always be bumps in the road but never let go.

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The Babysitters: Prove It Short Story

Prompt: Can you please do one where the guys babysit Rowan for a day and its complete chaos and Lando just being Lando with the baby ❤️

Written by raelee / Posted July 6

Word count: 1,870

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“We’ll be gone for four hours,” Max pauses, his grip on the nine-month-old baby tightening. “I can probably convince them to cut it down to three-””You already convinced them to change the time of the filming twice,” Y/N rolls her eyes at her boyfriend.

It’s the first time that the pair will be leaving Rowan alone with a babysitter. And not just any babysitter, Charles Leclerc.

When Charles had found out that they were looking for someone to take care of Rowan for a few hours while they filmed a video for Red Bull Racing, he immediately volunteered, adoring the little boy since he first set eyes on him. Y/N accepted his offer, knowing how much he dotes on Rowan when he’s in the Ferrari garage, but Max was hesitant. Max just doesn’t trust anyone beside him and Y/N with his son.

“He should get one bottle at two o’clock while we’re gone-””I know, eight ounces, give him to me,” Charles holds out his arms excitedly, eyes focused on a wide-eyed Rowan.

Max hesitantly sets the baby in his rival’s arms. “And check his diaper every hour. Unless you smell poop, then change him earlier.”

“What is this?” A Spanish accent calls from across the Ferrari garage. The three adults and the baby turn, seeing Carlos with his arms crossed, staring at the group. He approaches them, holding his arms out to Charles. “I want the baby.”

“No, I’m babysitting him now,” Charles responds, turning away from Carlos to make sure he won’t take Rowan.

“Hey, you’re letting him babysit? The kid’s named after me,” Daniel sounds offended, appearing beside the group. Max gets more stressed as more drivers appear, and he looks like he’s about to explode by the time that Lando pops up by Daniel’s side.

Max turns to Y/N. “Maybe we should just forget about this.”

“What? No, it’ll be fine,” she reassures him, “They’ll take great care of him. Look at how happy he is.”

They both turn to look at the drivers and their son, Lando playing peek-a-boo with Rowan, Daniel and Rowan laughing, and Carlos subtly trying to grab the baby from Charles’ grip.

“I guess,” Max responds unsurely. “Our phones will be on.”

The two leave, Charles making Rowan wave his hand until Max has to stop looking over his shoulder.

“Finally, I thought they would never leave,” Charles says, making Rowan laugh. “What? What did I say that was so funny?”

“I think it’s your accent,” Lando points out as Rowan laughs again.

“Oh yeah? Say schedule, Lando,” Charles instructs.

“Guys, we don’t have time for this, do you realize the opportunity that we have here?” Daniel asks. They shake their heads. “Max never leaves us alone with Rowan.”

The drivers’ eyes light up at the realization.

“Let’s go.”

“Wait,” a voice stops them from leaving the Ferrari garage. They all turn to see Mattia walking towards them from the other end of the garage, a red object in his hand. He sets the baby bucket hat on Rowan’s head with the Ferrari logo facing forward. “Now everyone will know who he belongs to.”

“Belonging to Ferrari my ass,” Daniel scoffs as they leave the garage.

“He spends so much time in the garage that he calls me Uncle Charles,” Charles defends.

“He’s a baby, he can’t talk, you muppet,” Lando quips.

While Mick calls the group over to the Haas garage, Daniel sneaks into the McClaren garage to find an unused child shirt.

“Are you coming out to the ranch over winter break?” Mick coos to the baby. Max had approached him during the summer break about taking Rowan to the Schumacher ranch over winter break, wanting the baby to see all of the animals up close.

Rowan squeals, a wide smile releasing his drool as he reaches out to Uncle Mick. Charles’ grip on Rowan tightens as Mick frowns, reaching out his arms to hold the baby.

“It’s okay, Charles, I know how to hold him,” Mick reassures.

“I know it’s just, I don’t want to let him go,” the Monaco native admits.

“Give other people the chance to hold the baby, mate,” Lando whines.

“You’re just saying that because Max doesn’t trust you to ever hold Rowan,” Charles shoots back.

Rowan tilts himself closer to Mick and Charles reluctantly hands him the baby. Rowan rests his hands on the side of Mick’s face, smiling up at the driver and giggling as Mick gently bounces him. Carlos scoffs, the rest of the drivers turning to look at him.

“He doesn’t look at me like that,” he states, offended.

As soon as the words exit his mouth, Rowan erupts into screams, face instantly turning red as tears make their way down his cheeks.

“And I’m glad he doesn’t look at me like that either,” Carlos comments.

“What happened?” Daniel questions, wide-eyed, appearing with the T-shirt in his hand.

They all follow Rowan’s line of sight to see Kevin standing there, dumbfounded.

“What did you do?” Lando shouts as Mick comfortingly rocks Rowan back and forth, slowing down his sobs.

“Nothing, all I did was wave at him!”

“Well stop that!”

Rowan gets handed off to Carlos, who gives Charles a look to not try to take him from the Spaniard, and the group leaves the Haas garage. As they walk down the paddock, Daniel slips the shirt that’s still a bit too big over Rowan’s head and his arms in the sleeves. Lando giggles, taking a picture to post on his Instagram story.

“What is that?” A voice calls out from the Alpha Tauri garage.

The group enters, finding Pierre and Yuki standing there.

“What is what?” Daniel asks.

“Why is he wearing that T-shirt?” Pierre questions.

“Because McClaren is his favorite team.”

The group erupts into an argument, countering each other on why the team that they drive for is Rowan’s favorite team. Once they calm down, Pierre reaches out for Rowan, who Carlos passes over.

“See, Charles, that’s what you do when someone wants to hold him.” Charles smacks Carlos on the arm at his comment.

“Oh, can you take a picture of us? The ladies love a man with a baby,” Pierre gives his phone to Daniel to take photos. He sets one arm under Rowan’s legs, the other resting on his torso over the ‘McClaren.’

“Good, now move your hand.”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t want McClaren on my Instagram.”

Lando scoffs, and before another argument can ensue, Yuki asks, “Can I hold him?”

Pierre nods, moving to hand Rowan to Yuki. Except, Yuki’s hand slips, Rowan’s leg falling out of his grasp. The drivers gasp in unison, knowing that if something bad happened to Max’s son, none of them would see daylight again.

“That was too close,” Pierre warns, making sure that Yuki is fully grasping Rowan before letting him go.

“If anything happened to that baby you would’ve been killed,” Charles warns.

“But Max isn’t here,” Yuki points out, aware of Max’s overprotectiveness of his son.

“Yeah, but we are.”

Yuki freezes, laughing nervously. No one else laughs.

The Ferrari and McClaren drivers leave the Alpha Tauri garage, Rowan in Daniel’s arms as the older man coos to the baby.

“Let me hold him,” Lando urges, reaching out for him.

“How come as soon as I get to hold my godson-””He’s not your godson-””Someone has to take him from me?” Daniel whines, ignoring Charles’ interruption.

The debate of who’s Rowan’s godfather is a heated one.

Daniel sighs as no one responds, passing Rowan over to Lando. As soon as the nine-month-old is in his teammate’s arms, the baby erupts into tears, squirming around.

“What happened?” Carlos asks, panicked.

At the same time, Charles’ phone goes off. “It’s Y/N!”

The group begins to holler, causing Rowan to cry even louder.

“What’s going on?” Alex appears over Lando’s shoulder, smiling down at Rowan before looking at the frazzled group with concern.

“He won’t stop crying,” Lando shouts.

“Well you shouting doesn’t help,” Alex responds.

“What if I just don’t answer?” Charles questions.

“You have to answer, you have her kid.”

Charles heaves a deep breath before raising the phone to his ear, answering it. “Hey, Y/N.”

“Is that Rowan? Why’s he crying?” Max instantly asks.

“Does he need a bottle?” Alex questions.

Lando’s face lights up at the realization, reaching out to grab the bottle from Daniel as he finds it in the diaper bag. He hands it to the baby, who throws it on the ground.

“Mate, you’re the one who wanted that,” Lando scoffs.

Alex rolls his eyes, grabbing the bottle off of the ground before taking Rowan from Lando. He puts the bottle in Rowan’s mouth, instantly soothing his sobs.

“Uh, yeah, he just saw Toto,” Charles lies.

“See, I told you everything would be fine,” Y/N snarks to her boyfriend.

“Lando, I saw your Instagram story. It’s either the onesie or the T-shirt, it’s too warm for him to be wearing both,” Max ignores her.

“Will do, boss.”

Charles ends the phone call, Lando looking to the Thai driver in relief.

“Thanks for saving us there, mate.”

Alex looks at the group skeptically. “How much longer are Y/N and Max going to be gone?”

“An hour.”

“Can I trust you with Rowan for the hour?” Alex questions.

Carlos makes a noise of offense. “Please, as Rowan’s godfather-””You are not his godfather-””I can take great care of him.”

Alex checks Rowan’s diaper before handing him back to Charles, who cradles the baby as they keep walking down the paddock. The group decides to take him to the empty lawn, wanting him to breathe in some fresh air and see new surroundings.

“Look, there’s Seb,” Daniel points to the older man, the baby following his gaze.

“Is this Max’s little man?” Sebastian asks, picking up an empty cup.

“Yeah, this is Rowan,” Charles introduces, bouncing the baby up and down to make him giggle.

He doesn’t, too amazed by the picker in Sebastian’s hand.

“It’s a good thing he looks more like Y/N,” Sebastian jokes.

As they all laugh, Rowan squeals, lurching forward, tiny hand resting on the handle of Sebastian’s picker.

“He wants to help you,” Lando awes.

“We’ll have to get you your own picker,” the Aston Martin driver grins at the baby.

His grip on the picker tightens as Seb reaches for a candy wrapper.

“Do you want to help me?” Seb asks the baby who gurgles. They pick the candy wrapper up together, putting it into a half full trash bag. “Great job, buddy.”

“We should be heading back, if we’re late Max is going to freak out,” Carlos points out.

“See you on the track in a couple of years, bud,” Seb calls to Rowan as the group walks away.

The drivers return to the Ferrari garage, seeing a pacing Max and Y/N scrolling through her phone, waiting for them.

“Hi bud,” Max coos once he sees his son, instantly taking him from Charles.

“How did he do?” Y/N asks.

“Oh, he was an angel. He was the spotlight of the paddock.”

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the-illiterate-pirate · 2 years

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I realize it says no anon requests but I’m just Ike super embarrassed about requesting stuff from people. I was hoping that if it’s not too much of a bother since requests are back open if I could get a Jotaro x reader? Sfw btw. The plot is just. The reader meeting his parents for the first time. However she was a crusader and they met on the trip so she lives in the U.S, and she flew out to Japan to meet his parents. And she’s like SUPER into music and wants to become a singer so she gets along better with his dad than he does lol

Okay, okay fine, I'll do it for you Anon, cause this request is actually super sweet, I do love me some father-in-law bonding time. This is super dialogue heavy but I'm actually surprised I could stretch this into 1.2k words. The original idea was way shorter. I hope you enjoy!

It was fun giving Sadao an entire personality out of nothing but I might've made him softer than people prefer but oh well. Also I might've made him look too much like Micheal Jackson <3

Turn Forever, Hand in Hand

Notes: None except Reader is referenced as Jotaro's girlfriend, this is also heavily focused on you and Sadao with a sprinkle of romance between Joot and you. ALSO Holly is called Seiko, as that's the name she prefers :) just in case people didn't know

"It's so nice to finally meet the lady my JoJo has been talking about so fondly~!" You smile kindly, but the hands bringing your tea cup to your lips betrays your nerves and shaking hands. Even with Jotaro sat by your side on a couch opposite of hers, he had his hat positioned to hide his embarrassed glare. "So he does talk about me? That's good to know." Jotaro grumbled like a tired grizzly bear as he shifted uncomfortably beside you.

This had to be the worst circumstances. What started as a study date ended up as a surprise meet and greet with his family. It would've been easy to push past his mother, she was clingy and talkative but she wouldn't pry with the excuse of homework. But his father was here... Sadao Kujo. Of any day to come home from touring and ignoring his own family it's the day Jotaro decided to invite you into his home.

"Good freaking grief."

And he knew you were internally freaking the hell out. It had to be more than a big coincidence you just happened to date your most favorite jazz musician's child. Jotaro despised him, but it was cute how at first you fawned over Sadao.

But relax, Jotaro. After some supper your parents will get bored and you'll be able to escape to your room with your devilishly cute girlfriend, getting to hold her close in the comfort of your bedroom... He relaxed at the thought.

How long was he daydreaming for?

"I hate to leave so soon, but dinner needs to be made! JoJo, could you help me with dinner?"

Wait what?

You twisted your neck in his direction awkwardly with fear in your eyes. Being alone? With his musician father? That'd be so uncomfortable!

"Uh, mom?–"

"Come on JoJo! Your father hasn't been able to say a word, let them bond!" Jotaro's suddenly pulled off the couch and disappeared from view to leave you alone with a very intimidating father. Of course the silence was thick enough to cut. You tried to ignore it by gulping down scalding tea but your cup was soon empty. Oh, boo.

During the silence Sadao cleared his throat. He uncrossed his legs and picked up the cup he'd been ignoring until then to take a sip.

"So... How long have you known Jotaro?"

Last school year when our best friend tried to kill us in the nurse's office.

"Oh jeez, it has to have been... eight months already! But we only started dating officially after two."

"Six months! I'm surprised, Jotaro's been able to hide it well from us, Holly– I mean Seiko-chan only found out last week." The blackhead laughed fondly. "Still getting used to that."

Seiko-chan? That's adorable.

It felt easier than before to talk with him. He looked a lot like his son, but in a softer way. How the wrinkles around his eyes softened his blue irises. He had hair similar too, with his own little curl of baby hair at both of his temples with the rest settled in a short ponytail at his nape. You certainly wouldn't mind staying with Jotaro if he looked this devilishly handsome when he gets older...

He took another quick sip, "Jotaro's always been a good boy, but over the years he's developed a shell. I'm interested in how your relationship developed."

The nights back in egypt were nice, when you and the rest of the group wasn't being attacked. Your Stand was underdeveloped compared to the rest, and wasn't much help in a fight... But they kept you around anyway, your Stand did prove itself worthy in helping protect Avdol and Iggy from that bastard Vanilla Ice. Your favorite part of the journey were the late nights with Jotaro. When everyone else was asleep, you stayed awake with Jotaro while he worried over his mother. In the dead of night he let his true feelings out, how home sick he was and how much he worried for everyone else, and through it all you kept by his side. It was nice to see him come out of his shell, and soon enough he confessed. Well, not really confessed. And not very soon, it wasn't until after you said your goodbyes to Polnareff when he pulled you away to give you a secretive peck on the cheek at the airport, red as roses. You still daydream about that moment.

"I guess it all started with my singing... I was practicing late one night, and he happened to be awake to compliment me. I guess the rest is history." But you'd keep his secret. Father or not, you knew Jotaro wouldn't be comfortable with you spilling your late night pillow talks.

Sadao gave you a smile, "How lovely! Are you a professional singer back in the states?"

"Oh! Gosh, no... I couldn't handle preforming publicly, I've got major stage freight. I sing to my friends and family mostly. And Jotaro, of course. My parents say I've got a voice like a siren's, I'd like to try publicly singing someday, though."

"Well, if you'd give me the opportunity I'd be honored to hear the voice that could swoon even Jotaro some day." During your conversation Sadao took the time to refill both of your cups. "I hate to sound so forward, but all this talk has me interested. How would you feel about an invite to practice with my band and I? We've been looking for a vocalist for some time now, and it seems like a good opening for you. With some time, maybe you could even join us on stage one night?" You almost immediately dropped your cup back on to the tea table.

Preform, with Sadao-freaking-Kujo? He was willing to work with you? Were you dreaming? This was the greatest night ever!

"I-I'd be honored to, Sadao-san! Really! Thank you so much!" He kept you from getting off the couch to bow any deeper, waving it off with a boisterous laugh.

"Please, just call me Sadao, you are my son's girlfriend after all. It'd be nice to get closer to you, especially if we might be working together soon."

He got up from his couch to cross over to you. He placed a gentle but firm hand on your shoulder and gave you a very warm smile. Jeez, he really looked like his son from this angle. It's weird to see him smile so much.

Just as things settled back into more casual conversation Seiko came back into the living room happy as could be. "Sadao-san! F/n-chan! Dinner's ready!"

"I'm so," Seiko dropped down to kiss her son on his cheek. "Happy that my wonderful Jotaro has found such a perfect girlfriend~♡" She even knelt down to wrap her arms around you in a loving hug. "It's such a shame you have to leave again so soon, but I hope Papa will let you come with him the next time he visits!"

You felt so warm, with Holly and Sadao talking to each other about their vastly different days, your belly slowly filling with delicious food, and your boyfriend's hand very discreetly holding your non-dominate one in a secret confession of his love for you. You seriously wished this night would never end.

#jojo no kimyou na bouken #jjba #jotaro kujo x reader #jjba x reader #jojo x reader #stardust crusaders #jotaro kujo

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luckyqueenreign · 1 year

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Suresh Route Episode Summary: 42

GUYS I AM GASPING FOR AIR BC IM LAUGHING SO HARD.... here we go

He asks if its for real...im getting second hand embarrassment rn but I said im serious lets get married 💀💀 and I really thought this man was going to say nahhhh LOLOL but he said hes wanted this so much for so long and that he obviously says yes.

Alfie and Dana both say congrats and good luck but Kat says she doesnt see this nonsense lasting 🫣

Dana asks if MC will miss the dressing room hangs with the girls, like literally no but I didnt want to be mean so I said yet. Kat's bitchy ass had to say if you and MC are so close, then why is she dating Suresh instead of you. GIRL KICK ROCKS! People can be friends without wanting to date...Kat says her and Finn will probably get married before Suresh and MC...call me after you watch the season back babes.

Suresh says hes nervous and asks how you feel about it all. (also died that he said MC and him could blow through the 50K pretty quickly...OK big baller)

Kat pulls MC and Dana for a chat and basically apologizes without apologizing for her behavior this summer and that shes "matured" and basically wishes everyone luck and that she's loved getting to know the girls.

MC gets a text in third place...Alfie and Dana (no surprise there) Alfie uses your nickname here again 🤣 Suresh asks to hold your hand while you read out the final text...the winners are.......MC AND SURESH (duh!) you can jump into his arms and kiss him, passionately kiss or play it cool. I jumped in his arms 🥰 Kat and Finn are surprisingly good sports about losing. (especially Kat) A SPECIAL VIP IS WAITING TO SPEAK TO YOU ABOUT YOUR SUMMER OF LOVE....BOBBYYYYY (they butchered him so bad 😭😭)

Bobby goes over the best bits of the summer...highs and lows. ITS ALL WORDS AND QUESTIONS not like s2 where you actually saw your best / worst moments...He asks what it feels like to win...if you thought u'd end up with Suresh...if you were happy to see him when you walked into the villa. He asks about excess baggage and says that he'll come back to rings in a minute, Arlo and Meera's entrance and Bobby digs into Suresh how he chose Arlo over MC and Suresh gets mad 🤣 He talks about Casa and how you picked Nic/Johnny and the crowd BOOS LMAO. Bobby says Suresh brought back Lulu and immediately Suresh says he feels terrible for using Lulu to get back in the villa bc shes a great girl. he asks how we feel about the ex drama being over...and one word to describe the summer.

BOBBY GEM SCENE: he asks if Suresh and MC want to chat for a few so he can give them advice. He asks if MC is excited for the opportunities she might get after they leave the villa, Suresh says theyre gonna be celebrities (lmao what?! not Suresh wanting to be an influencer...im dying) Suresh asks Bobby if he thinks he and MC have what it takes to make it and Bobby explains why he thinks yes and its really cute. OMG LMAO U CAN FLIRT WITH BOBBY HERE!!

Time to make decision love or money... Bobby asks MC to choose an envelope I chose Black Heart (but I dont think it matters) MC has the money and the choice...Love or Money...I chose Love. We can kiss Suresh and the crowd goes wild. Suresh can carry you away into the sunset 😭

FB confirmed they are working on a new season and they are "factoring in our feedback from the start" we'll see about that!

#litg ex in the villa #litg suresh x mc #litg mc #litg suresh #litg s5 #litg #litg spoiler #litg spoilers #love island game #love island the game #love island the game: ex in the villa #exinthevilla #ex in the villa

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11 | Ass kicking

Series: Uttermost Lifestyle

Paring: Johnny Knoxville x Original female character

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: none

| MASTERLIST |

The next morning I was rudely awaken by Bam and Ryan pulling the blankets off me then a buck of cold water really waking me up. "GOD DAMN IT!" I yell at them getting out of bed soaking wet.

"You would win a wet t-shirt contest." Bam chuckles and I didn't even care.

"I'm gonna kill you." I say through my teeth. "Dunn! Eyes up here!" I yell at him so he runs out first then Bam pulls out a camera taking a picture before following. "You fuckers!" I scream running after them not giving a shit I was in a wet tight shirt and underwear. "Margera, give me that camera! Dunn!" I run into the room where they were with everyone else.

"Just let me keep the picture please." He laughs as I try getting to him.

"No!" I rush after and buy since Ryan thought he was in the clear I stop and grab his junk and twist it. He groans in pain and that distracts Bam so I go tackle him. The guys oh as I straddle him and take the camera out of his hand.

"All you had to do was ask, mama." Bam places his hands on my hips so I punch him in the chest before getting up.

"Alex..." Johnny says my name as everyone looks at me.

"Oh no!" I fake like I care. "Yes, you can basically see my tits though my shirt and I'm in my panties. Enjoy it." I fake a smile then go back to my room to get dressed.

A few of us end up going to a dojo where they would be doing a few bits and I was there just to watch. For Bamboo boo Weeman, Loomis, Preston, Chris, and Steve-O get hurt in the butt with the stick. That damn mark after a few seconds, I really understood the pain they had for a bit. Since Johnny didn't take part in that he ends up getting kicked hard in the ribs instead of the chest which I hiss at.

For Ryan was getting his ass kicked by a Woman's Lightweight Champion and he wasn't that nervous till we got to see her practice. "It will be over quickly so you didn't worry." I pat Ryan's back.

"I could sure go for a Miller High Life." He tells the camera making us laugh.

"Oh, you're in so much trouble." Johnny says as Ryan whines.

"In blue corner...West Chester, Pennsylvania... Ryan Dunn." The man introduces him so we applaud for him. "In the red corner... Double-K World Women's Lightweight Champion... Kumagai, Naoka." We applaud for her too.

"I'm about to get the shit kicked out of me by a girl." Ryan looks into the camera.

"To be honest, Alex would have this morning if she wasn't holding back." Chris adds and I agree with him.

We just watch Ryan get the shit kicked out of him and it was hilarious. "Oh, god, my jaw is like two inches to the left." Ryan says as my phone starts to ring. I slightly worry since it was from my parents since it was late back home.

"What's wrong?" I answer the call walking away from everyone.

"You didn't tell me Caiden was allergic to soy. How could you forget to tell me?" My mom raises her voice at me.

"I thought you knew since he was born?!" I shout at her.

"Well I guess I forgot but you should have wrote it down on his meds list." She snaps at me.

"Mom, it is... What did he eat? How bad is it?" I ask pacing around the empty room.

"Well he wanted some ice cream and the one we had was soy based. We didn't know so we had to take him to the hospital." She tell me and I almost lose it.

"Can I talk to him?" I ask calmly and she puts him on the phone. "Is grandma still in the room?" I ask him.

"No, she left to go smoke." You could her he didn't sound well.

"Did you try warning grandma that something was wrong?" I ask him.

"Yes but she told me it was nothing just that dairy upset me stomach. I told her no since I was having trouble breathing and was dizzy, but she told me to go to bed." He starts to cry and I hear her come back into the room. "Put grandma on the phone please. I love you baby."

"By mom. Love you too."

"You are a terrible grandmother!" I yell at her pissed off. "He tells you he can't breath and dizzy and you have the nerve to tell him go to bed? Did you wait for him to blackout and break out in a rash?" I ask and wait for an answer but she talked too long. "YOU DID DIDN'T YOU?!" I hang up and call Chris's mom and tell her everything and that I want her to take him and keep him while I'm away for the movie.

"Are you okay?" Johnny comes into the room.

"No! My mother is terrible! She could've killed my son because she didn't remember his allergy to soy. She had to take him to the hospital because he blacked out is a huge rash. She gave him soy based ice cream and he didn't know it was. He tried telling her but she didn't care he couldn't breathe. I called Chris's mom to go get him so he can stay with them till we get back."

"Hey, hey, hey. Calm down. Breath before you blackout." He grabs me by my shoulders holding me still. "Breath sweetie." He takes slow breaths making me do it to.

"I just can't believe that women. I should have known because how she was with me growing up. I was never the favorite and really wasn't when I got pregnant with him." I move away from Johnny upset.

"At least you can trust and relay on Chris's parents to take care of Caiden while we're gone." He moves hair out of my face.

"How are you feeling?" I step back as I see Ryan enter the room eyeing us.

"Jaw still hurts. I wanted come check on you. I hear you shouting." He walks over to us.

"Just my mom being a terrible grandmother so I had to call Chris's mom to pick him up from my mom." I roll my eyes.

"She didn't remember Caiden has a soy allergy and then didn't care he had a reaction." Johnny adds to let Ryan understand.

"What a bitch. I'm not surprised because of the way she talked to you that day we ran into her at the store." Ryan brings up so I nod my head as Johnny says he'll be right back.

"Sorry for interrupting." Ryan makes a face walking to stand in front of me.

"You didn't interrupt anything. I should actually thank you for stopping what could have happened."

"No! Let it happen. See what could happen." I slap him to shut him up.

"No. I don't want to be in a relationship."

"Then the two of you just mess around while we film." He says making me slap him upside the head.

"No. That won't help my feelings go away, Dunn." I explain so he nods his head with a thinking face.

"What if you two mess around but you also mess around with others so you don't get attached to him?"

"Others? I'm supposed to find random guys everywhere we go?" I cross my arms.

"Or use some of us. We won't mind. Especially Bam." He joke but I knew deep down he was serious at the same time.

"That's not funny." I punch him in the arm. "I'm not getting with any of y'all to get over Johnny."

"Easy. I'm already hurt and I was joking." He rubs his arm when I punched him.

"Where you really though?" I glare at him and he makes a guilty face. "I hate you."

"If you hated me, you wouldn't still be here talking to me baby." He kisses my cheek. "Remember that offer." He winks walking away from me.

"In your dreams, Dunn. And Bam's too!"

#jackass #johnny knoxville #ryan dunn #bam margera #steve o #chris pontius #wee man #dave england #ehren mcghehey #preston lacy #jeff tremaine #spike jonze #jackass 2 #jackass 3d #jackass forever #johnny knoxville imagine #johnny knoxville ff #Johnny knoxville fanfic #smut

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babeczka415 · 1 year

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Die For Me - Part 2

MC POV:

I get out to my car and I put my bags in the backseat. I should have known this was coming but man not wearing my engagement ring hurts. I let out a sigh and pick up my phone. I have nowhere to go so I call Jessy. She answers and I hear Dan in the background say something and her laugh. “Hi MC, everything okay?”

“No, do you think I could spend a few days with you and Dan?” I ask hoping she doesn’t ask me what’s wrong on the phone.

“Yeah but we will need to talk when you get here,” she says and I hear the concern in her voice.

“I know, thanks bestie” I say as I hang up the phone.

I see my phone background. I wonder where we went wrong. He proposed to me just over a year ago, and we were so madly in love. I go to call him but I stop myself as we both have hurt eachother so much this last ten months. I pull out of the driveaway and head over to Jessy’s.

I have a key and I open the door. I hear them in the kitchen and they sound so in love. I wonder if I did the right thing, but Hannah and Lilly are going to take his side as soon as everything comes out. Jessy has always been on my side. I put my bags down and I walk into the kitchen.

“Hey!” she exclaims.

“Hi’ I say sadly.

“‘What wrong boo?” asks Dan.

“MC where is your engagement ring?” asks Jessy as I grab a coffee cup.

I sigh as I close my eyes. ``It's over, it has been for a while and we have been faking it, ``I say, pouring myself a cup of coffee.

‘What did he do?” asks Dan.

“It was both of us. Don’t get in the middle you two please?” I plead with them.

“What happened?” Ask Jessy

“We fell out of love about ten months ago and didn’t want to admit it. We’ve both been sleeping with others during these times and we both caught eachother. It’s unfixable at this point and I’m unsure if I want to try and fix it.” i say

Jessy looks at Dan and he leaves, then she turns and looks at me. “I doubt it's unfixable. You two are perfect for eachother. You’ve both been under a lot of stress just maybe you guys need space.” she says holding my hand.

“No Jessy, this time there is no fix. Not for this one, we both knew it when we fought this morning. I’m going to the guest bedroom and going to unpack. I still need to get the rest of my stuff but I’ll find my one place so I'm not putting you two between us. I know Dan is his best friend now and you’re mine so that puts you guys in a bad spot.’ I say as I walk out of the kitchen. I hear Dan on the phone in the living room.

“She’s here man. I don’t know what happened but you two need to fix this.”

In moments like this I wish I could hear what he is saying but I give up and grab my bags as Dan looks at me.

I’m in my room. I unpack my bags and sit on the bed. I think back on what could have happened and all I can think is we fell out of love. But did I really stop loving him or am I just scared?

Jakes POV:

I watch her walk out of the office with her phone. She doesn’t say anything to me and I hear the front door slam shut. I know she’s gone, this is really over. I look at the engagement ring on the desk and I try to figure out where we went wrong. I never stopped loving her really. Are we just not meant to last forever like everyone thought? I walk into the bedroom and I see most of her clothes are gone and I sit on the end of the bed. I look at my phone and want to fix this. There is still a large part of my heart she still holds but we both cheated for this long by acting like everything was fine.

I never imagined us to have gotten to this point. I remember asking her to marry me, we were both so excited for the future and it was only just over a year ago. We kept pushing this wedding off, saying we were just too busy to do this but really we didn’t want to.

I wake up to my phone going off, I realize I dozed off and I see it’s Dan. “Hi Dan.” I say answering. I know she probably went over there.

“What the hell is going on with you two? She’s here and not wearing her engagement ring. She says it’s over.” he says into the phone.

“We havent be in love for ten months. We both” he cuts me off.

‘I call bullshit. You two are eachothers soulmates.’

“Daniel! We both cheated on eachother for ten months.'' I feel my anger getting the best of me.

‘She’s here man. I don’t know what happened but you two need to fix this.” “There is no fixing.’

Dan is silent and I know she’s right there. ``She can hear you huh?” I ask him

“Yes but she just went to the guest room. Why don’t you come by for dinner? Let you both calm down and we can figure out where you guys went wrong.” he says. I know he’s trying to be a middle man for both of us but there is no fix.

“Sorry but no.” I hang up the phone.

I look at my phone and I see a picture of us and my heart breaks. We did this to eachother without even caring. I guess we should be happy we didn’t go through this wedding but it still hurts.

I open my chats and open her name. I see she’s online and I start typing.

Jake; MC, I am sorry for everything. I know we can’t fix what happened. I just hope you find true love.

I see her typing and deleting and typing and deleting over and over again then a get a notification

MC: Jake, I am sorry too. We shouldn’t have let this go on this long. I thought you were my true love but I guess we were both wrong. I don’t regret falling in love with you and getting to know you. I just wish we could have seen these signs sooner between eachother instead of it happening now. I hope you love and trust someone else again.

MC: I will come by in a couple days to get the rest of my stuff, I just need to find a place as I'm at Jessy’s and Dans right now.

Jake: I know, he told me. He thinks this is fixable and we will get back together.

MC: So does Jessy but I doubt that can happen. Goodbye Jake.

She signs off and I sigh.

#duskwood #duskwoodlover #duskwood fanfiction #writing #fanfic #mc x jake #duskwood jake x mc #duskwood fandom #everbyte duskwood #jake duskwood #duskwood jake #duskwood mc #jake x mc #fanfics #i love jake

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Remember this blog is now called "Blog of Fluffy Happiness". Good times, such good times.

And, uh, Happy Thanksgiving? 😅

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: Drugs and heavy, heavy violence.

Unrecognisable Part 46

“Look who came to visit us, Nym!” Cyan exclaimed as he dragged me into the room at the back of the building, with my hands tied behind my back with a zip tie.

“MC! I told you to trust me!” Jake jumped up out of his seat.

“I couldn’t risk losing you again,” I looked away.

“Aww, boo hoo,” Cyan mocked.

“What were you thinking!?” Jake’s face twisted. “All you had to do was wait!”

Jake didn’t need to make me feel worse than I already did. I was well aware of how much I screwed up. All my time with him gave me the false confidence that I was competent at handling these sorts of situations. Nothing made the skill difference between us more clear than that night. I wanted to go bury myself under a pillow, but instead I stood there in the middle of the room, completely exposed physically and emotionally. As if my heart didn’t hurt enough, Jake’s glare tore through me, leaving a gaping hole in my chest.

Cyan grabbed my jaw and lifted my head up, “Now, now, Nym, be nice. She saved me the trouble of locating her! Now I know you’ll have the right incentive to do the job. With only three hours left, how will I pass the time?”

“Touch her and die,” Jake hissed.

“Remember our deal, Nym,” Cyan glared. “Get me my money or else I’ll be forced to kill her. You literally have no other option.”

“You take the one good thing left in my life and- and there won’t be anything to hold me back,” Jake’s voice shook.

My aching heart skipped a beat. I looked back up at Jake and saw pure fear in his eyes. That’s what Cyan was threatening Jake with? Killing me? He was complying to protect me?

“And she’ll still be dead. Get me my fucking money,” Cyan palmed off his threat. “If you ruin my good mood, I’ll just have to find entertainment in her.” Cyan turned his attention back to me and put his arm around my shoulder, “Come, let’s move somewhere more comfortable while we wait for him to get me my money.”

Cyan ushered me back towards the only door out of the room. Jake stepped towards us, but stopped abruptly. I looked down and noticed he had shackles around his ankles, bolted to the floor to keep him from fleeing.

“It will be hard using your money when I end you,” Jake threatened.

“He’s so cute, isn’t he?” Cyan laughed mockingly.

“Don’t do it,” I mouthed to Jake. Don’t give in. Don’t get the asshole the money.

Cyan tugged on me, “Come on, stop wasting time!”

I glanced over my shoulder one last time before Cyan pushed me through the door. Jake slammed his fist on the desk and collapsed into his chair. Shit, how badly had I ruined his plan?

Cyan gave me a tug to keep walking while the door closed behind us. He led me to down a side hallway to his makeshift bedroom. It was literally just an old, queen-sized mattress on the floor with a small table beside it, littered with assorted drugs, utensils and lit candles. Cyan shoved me down on the mattress and stood over me.

“You interrupted me,” he mumbled.

“You didn’t need to stop on my account,” I mused. “You could’ve finished rubbing it out.”

Cyan chortled. “You’re not really in a position to be smart mouthing, you know that? I have plenty left here to keep you dumb until morning.”

Cyan sat down on the edge of the mattress and lit his candle. He then picked up his cooker and started heating up his chemicals again. I was confused by the fact he completely had his back to me.

“You run and I’ll have this needle in your neck before you can make it out the door,” Cyan warned. “One air bubble into your blood stream will kill you.”

I sat back and watched uncomfortably.

“That’s better,” Cyan smiled. “It may come to a surprise to you, but I am doing this for your benefit just as much as I am doing it for mine. If they don’t get their investment back and they find out the two of you are responsible for it, their retaliation won’t stop at just me.”

“So you’re actually doing this out of the goodness of your heart,” I rolled my eyes.

“Is it that shocking that I still think of Nym like my little brother?” Cyan turned to me. “An annoying, bratty, rebellious brother, but my brother nonetheless.”

“You normally beat up your brother when you don’t get your way?” I frowned.

“Hmph, I have an image to uphold,” he reasoned, looking back to his work. “You know when I first found Nym, he was spiralling out of control. He was an absolute mess. I showed him how to regain control, but that was never enough for him. He always wanted more.”

“And you fed that need,” I responded unimpressed.

“I encouraged him to find peace,” Cyan said defensively. “One way or another.”

“Is there a point to your rambling?” I darted my eyes around the room, searching for opportunities to escape, but it was a rather barren room with only one exit.

Cyan continued, “He didn’t find his peace until he changed his world perspective. Once he started seeing people differently he realised people are no different to computer systems, and computer systems he knew he could manipulate.”

“This coming from you?” I scoffed.

Cyan shrugged, “Say what you want about me, but understand what you consort with.”

He was suddenly quiet for someone who loved to hear himself talk. Looking back, I noticed that Cyan had finished cooking and was strapping his arm tight. He took a moment to inject the drugs into his arm, then unstrapped his arm and relaxed.

“I suppose though he already hacked your system,” Cyan humoured. “Hacked and reprogrammed to behave obediently.”

“You know nothing,” I narrowed my eyes.

“Tell me, have you never heard of Stockholm Syndrome?” he teased.

“Whatever you’re trying to do isn’t going to work,” I insisted.

Cyan’s expression turned serious for a moment, “Ask yourself, what happens when he loses control again? Better be prepared for it because if you wait, fräulein, it will be too late for you.”

“You never get sick of hearing your own voice, do you?” I smirked. “Let’s take a moment and think which of you has a woman tied up against her will on their bed right now. Oh wait, that’s right, you do!”

“As Nym will tell you, the perfect target is a blind one,” he leant towards me. “Tell me, how did you get caught up in all of this? How did you end up down the rabbit hole, Alice?”

“None of your fucking business,” I stone walled.

“No? Or you just don’t want to admit the truth?” he pushed.

“None. Of. Your. Fucking. Business,” I reiterated.

“It’s ok, I get it,” Cyan leant back. “Since you’re going to be here for a while, why don’t I cook you up something to help you relax?”

I was about to object, when I noticed the old, dusty, full-length curtains behind him. I couldn’t help but think it was very stupid to have live flames that close to a fire hazard. Suddenly a plan, albeit probably not the best plan, came to mind.

“And I suppose you know all about relaxing under pressure,” I mocked. “I can’t believe you would shoot up at a time like this.”

“Honestly, there isn’t much else I can do right now. What we lost from your fucking swatting- they’re pissed. If I don’t get them their money back….” he paused. “If Nym doesn’t come through, I’m as good as dead.”

“You could run,” I commented.

“Ha, you can’t run from these people. They’re literally fucking everywhere. They’ve killed ex-lieutenants in high security prisons. They sent drones to kill their enemies out at sea,” as Cyan explained, his hand shook. “This is nowhere I could run where they wouldn’t reach me.”

I got up on my knees and crawled awkwardly over to Cyan, “Hey, we can work something out.”

“Can we?” Cyan looked up at me with puppy eyes, then he suddenly leant in and kissed me.

After the shock passed, I bit his lip, “That wasn’t a fucking invite!” This plan was going to be harder than I thought. I wasn’t sure if I could stomach him enough to get closer.

“No? I thought you were coming onto me,” he grinned impishly. “You’re the one after all who decided to visit me dressed like a whore. If you weren’t interested, then why the hell did you dress with your tits hanging out?”

“Ugh!” I rolled my eyes. “It’s called a disguise!”

“Well, if I could be completely honest with you, you are definitely owning it,” he mused. “Even I was almost fooled by it.”

“Uh-huh, sure,” I glared at him.

“Hey, it’s a compliment!” he defended. “I don’t think I have ever seen an ass that looked that perfect before.”

“Well, you can’t touch it,” I frowned.

“Actually, seeing how you’re my prisoner and all that, I don’t need to ask for permission. I could just reach out and grab it,” he grinned.

“Am I meant to be grateful that you’re so gentlemanly for showing such self-restraint?” I glared.

“Is it working?” Cyan ran his fingers across my cheek.

“No,” I frowned.

“Pity,” he smirked. “I’ll just need to work harder.”

“Is this you trying to come onto me?” I said aghast. “You think, what, I’m going to just ditch Jake and hook up with you?”

“I do enjoy pissing him off. Nothing makes him more pissed than when I steal his girls,” Cyan laughed. “Don’t tell him, it’s because I give better head than he does. No lie, all the girls say it.”

“Oh I’m sure they do,” I said sarcasticly.

“Lean back and I’ll show you,” he gestured towards the rest of the mattress.

“No thanks,” I backed away a bit.

“Oh, come on, you can tell him I forced it on you,” he pushed. “He doesn’t need to know that you consented.”

“Go find some other cunt to eat,” I glared.

“What, like one of those whores you brought me? Yeah, no thanks. I like my pussies STD free,” he shook his head and turned away. “But I bet you can’t stop wondering about it now, can you?”

“No, I literally can,” I insisted.

“’Is his tongue really that good?’” he poorly tried to imitate me.

“Geez, what the fuck did you inject yourself with? A full dose of self-inflated ego?” I asked in complete disgust.

“It’s a new compound actually,” Cyan picked up a canister of crystals and shook it in front of me. “Same chill, half the rebound. It’s really good. Want to have a go?”

“Untie me first?” I gestured with my arms. “It’s rather hard to chill like this.”

“Nice try,” he smiled.

“Can’t fault me for it,” I shrugged.

Cyan opened the canister and shook a few crystals into his spoon, “Tell you what, you try this and I’ll loosen those restraints.”

“Such a charmer you are,” I mocked. “Is this how you pick up all your girls?”

Cyan grinned, “Fräulein, you have no idea.”

Cyan turned to grab a cotton ball out of the bag beside him. Using the brief moment of his inattentiveness, I swung my leg around and kicked the table, knocking the candles onto the curtains. Flames fully engulfed them within seconds. Cyan jumped up in a mix of shock and rage. He desperately grabbed a bottle of water and dumped it onto the fire, but it did little to quelch the flames. While Cyan was occupied, I struggled to my feet and stumbled for the door. Cyan however managed to catch up to me and wrestled me to the ground. With his heavy weight, he had no problem pinning me to the ground.

“Dumbest move ever, bitch!” he roared.

Cyan slapped me backhand across the face so hard I could taste blood in my mouth. Before I could recover, he grabbed my jaw and twisted my head to the side. In the corner of my eye, I could see a syringe in his other hand heading towards my neck.

“Burn in a nightmare of your own creation!” Cyan laughed menacingly.

“Cyan!” a voice yelled.

Both Cyan and I looked up to find Jake charging through the door at us. He pushed Cyan off of me and tackled him to the ground. The two fought and struggled for control while the fire spread quickly around the room. I looked up in horror as the ceiling completely engulfed in flame. It was way more out of control than I had planned.

“We have to get out of here!” I shouted, but my voice was drowned out.

I didn’t see the moment Jake got control of the syringe, but I saw him just as he shoved it into Cyan’s eye with so much force, it broke in his hand. While Cyan screamed out in pain, Jake pulled out a metal file from his back pocket and stabbed it repeatedly into Cyan’s neck. He hit the carotid artery and blood came pouring out. Never had I seen so much before. I froze as the entire scene became burnt in my memory. Never would I ever be able to forget the heat of the fire, the smell of rotten wood burning, the hazy smoke-filled air, and the silhouette of Jake over Cyan as the sound Cyan’s choking on his own blood seemingly echoed through the room.

Nor would I be able to forget in Cyan’s final moment Jake grinning.

#duskwood #duskwood fanfic #duskwood fanfiction #duskwood jake x mc #duskwood jake #tw: drugs #tw: blood #tw: violence #tw: violent death #everbyte don't look here #I'm sane... honest

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disneyanddisneyships · 2 years

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Here's the Epilog! @gyubby99

This has been quite the journey.

If and when I write more jelsa stories, they will probably take place in this universe. If not then I might give a warning, or I might just let you try to figure it out lol.

Epilog

"Jack! Are you ready yet? We have to meet Anna at the high school," Elsa shouted from the kitchen where she was making snacks for her family. They lived in a house now, close to Elsas parents and Ms. Carla as well. "Almost! I'm just trying to get Robin into his suit. He won't sit still! He keeps running around and yelling 'nana nana boo boo'" Jack explained as he walked into the kitchen, his clothes wrinkled and a tiny toddler suit in his hand. Elsa chuckled as she walked over to help Jack straighten up. "He's definitely your son," Elsa smirked as she ruffled his hair a bit. "How about Ella?" Elsa asked. Jack pointed to the living room to their daughter. Her hair was long and brown, she had a small mole on her cheek like Jack's sister, and she wore a beautiful little sparkly blue dress along with black shoes. She was playing with her dolls patiently. "You wanna get her into the car while I go wrangle our son before we're late?" Elsa asked. "Yes please," Jack replied as he walked up to his daughter. "Hey lovely, you ready to go?" Jack asked as he crouched down to his daughter's height. "Hey daddy. Yeah Im ready! Can I take one if my dolls?" Ella asked in her small 5 year old voice. Jack smiled. "Of course you can, princess," Jack replied before the two walked outside to the car.

Elsa walked through the rooms, tiny suit in hand as she opened the door to the twins' room. "Robin?" Elsa called out. Giggling was heard. Elsa smirked as she turned her head to the bed. She and Jack had created a small hideout for the siblings underneath and Robin would often hide there when he was playing. "Hey buddy," Elsa stated as she lifted up the sheet to reveal her son. His freckles framed his sparkling blue eyes that were just like his father's, and his platinum blonde hair had confetti in it, probably due to the stash of confetti Jack kept for parties. "Hi mommy!" The boy exclaimed. "Hello sweet prince, your carriage awaits you when you've gotten dressed! I would hate it if I had to tickle you so much that you gave in to getting the suit on," Elsa teased. Robin giggled before crawling out from under the bed, and getting his suit on. "Mommy can you hold you me?" He asked, a bit of nonsense in his words. "Of course I can! I can carry you for as long as you want," Elsa stated. "Mama, snowflake!" He exclaimed again. "But my love, you can make your own," Elsa smiled. "I like it better when you do it though!" He replied. "Very well my love," Elsa agreed before she made a snowflake dance around her son's head. Before long, the family had gotten into their car, and began driving down to the high-school for Anna's kid's graduation.

"Elsa there you are! You got here just in time!" Anna exclaimed as she pulled elsa to the assigned seats. "Hey Auntie," Jack, elsas nephew, greeted by hugging his family. "Hello sweet boy," Elsa replied. "When is Arryn getting called up?" Elsa asked as she sat down. "In just a few minutes," Anna replied before Robin ran up to her and practically launched himself into her arms. "Auntie Anna!" Robin exclaimed. "Hey little man! I missed you!" Anna replied as she hugged him tightly. Ella walked to Elsa and climbed onto her mother's lap.

Happiness bloomed all around, especially when Arryn received her high-school diploma. She had chosen to go to school, while her brother chose to stay at home with Anna and Kristoff. The day was full of joy. The family was together again and hopefully forever. Sometimes happy endings don't happen, but in this case, it's an exception.

#jelsa #frozen #elsa #frozen 2 #rotg #jack frost #rise of the guardians #snowtp #royalfrost #disney #jelsaforever #jelsa fanfic #queen elsa #elsa of arendelle

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punkscowardschampions · 11 months

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Mafi Pt.1

Mattie: [Okay ladies, it is a good six months since you would have last seen each other for Leavers which is the end of June/start of July typically; safe to say we did not in the SLIGHTEST expect to be seeing you today, at Jay’s engagement party of all places, so the double-take we do will actually be comical like HELLO ?!! Of course, we’re coming over, hopefully, you had enough time whilst we were in shock to say hi to Dolly who actually invited you here, excuse us everyone ‘cos none of y’all know who this girl is so you will all be peeping on the low like who dis as we’re giving you a hug literally like ‘I can’t believe it!’]

Fi: [Like, there is a slim chance you maybe saw each other if she was loitering around in September because uni doesn’t start until October if we want that, but yeah, regardless the shock and awe will be dramatic, I’d like to point out before I have her hug this gal back and say something that because she is super gay she absolutely has one of the last sweet pea flowers of her last season at school pressed and in her phone case, whether Mattie clocked that at the time or isn’t going to until tonight when this bitch is taking pics, but ANYWAY, hug her back and say ‘hello, miss’ being unnecessarily flirty about calling her that again, just because, but CLEARLY buzzing to see her and smiling so big like hey]

Mattie: [when you get to be gay so you can go full force with the romantic drama, shine my boo, shine, I’ll say whether that has been clocked or not we’re not mentioning it in front of the rest of the crowd rn; shaking your head and giving her the friendliest of pushes like oh, you ‘Please, even if we were in term time, you only ever called me that to get a reaction’ me like a reaction, lol ok girls, doing our big grin ‘so, how was first semester?’ ‘cos why do we go American when uni, to feel fancy? Idk but go off and also of course we want to know how it has been]

Fi: [this is my moment, sang like the martine mcclutcheon song obvs hehe, doing a cheeky eyebrow raise at the word reaction, gotta ‘and without fail, it worked every time’ like yep, we both know exactly what I’m doing and why, emphasising this unnecessarily by touching her in some way related to her ootn but super flirtily, whether that’s like touching her waist or back because of outfit deets or her hair for a hair accessory or purely straight coming at her jewellery, either way like nice because we approve, having already drawn attention to her own outfit choices by acting like she’s gonna stumble to her death in whatever shoes she’s rocking cos of Mattie’s gentle af push lol, of course being a massive nerd about everything to do with uni, lowkey giving her too many deets not just about her course but who she’s met and what she’s been up to other than class cos has always been your vibe to talk and talk and talk to this gal about everything, excuse us everyone, eventually, when she’s exhausted the uni topic, asking ‘how’s things with you, at your end?’ which means how’s you and how’s work going/how’s my gals at school etc but also means how’s the old form teacher who bullied me because I vibe that before she left she told Mattie the full story about that, having the energy of in a kind of spark, minus the autism, but her being a handful and said teacher handling it ALL wrong, so she’s hoping that lady isn’t a form tutor any more as of this year]

Mattie: [doing the sort of you-got-me shrug with a lil smirk because we know we fell for it in all the ways ‘easy target, I believe you said’ not us harkening back to the first day like an insane person, miming a little shooting a bow and arrow moment before you’re putting out a hand and holding her arm to steady her lest she actually hit the deck, so now we’re just holding each other in a very casual way, nbd, after LINGERING, pull your hand away and fold your arms as you get into this convo, giving her that lowdown on all the things that might have changed and the things that haven’t ‘you’ve not felt too homesick then?’ IMMEDIATELY putting our hand on your arm again, in that comforting way because everyone does the first year and the way we clearly mean for the school more than we mean your literal family there]

Fi: [‘did I?’ said with the tone and smile of knowing you did because she remembers but downplaying it like lol lol what am I like and how rude of me, love how immediately gay y’all are being at this function and the fact you’ve barely said hi to Dolly, amuses me greatly ‘it’s been bearable, thanks to keeping busy, you know’ genuinely and in a subtle I’m soz I haven’t been in touch kind of way ‘the place hasn’t fallen apart without my leadership then?’ obvs glad actually but doing a lil pout about it like the audacity]

Mattie: [she’s clearly used to it and this was your vibe before but it is rude when she’s specifically invited you for backup tonight, which we are aware of because not a crap sister despite how we’ll feel like one when this all goes down ‘it isn’t the same without you’ as genuinely, even if we’re doing a little lol at your pout, using Dolly to move her closer to you and push ourselves away like must mingle ‘cos really, you must ‘be back in a sec, it’s so good to see you’ not the brush off it invariably sounds ‘cos we truly are and are all too aware we could stand here and ignore everyone else all night if we let ourselves]

Fi: [SUCH a genuine smile at her admitting it’s not the same without us, shamelessly, not soz ‘I can’t get used to not seeing you every morning either, it’s too strange’ despite the fact we’re waving her off to go and mingle because this bitch is the queen of mingling so she knows what’s up, like yeah yeah go it’s fine, catch up with Dolly for a minute because keeping her sane is the actual reason why you’re here, but I am also gonna have to say you talk to the happy couple to say congrats because she would on her way to get y’all drinks or something, so when she’s talking to Jay/Noah/both and they mention Mattie, cos you clearly know her lol, saying like it’s bants cos of how great she is or to confirm the lewk she’s serving ‘I had the biggest crush on her in school’ which I’m gonna need Mattie to overhear without the rest of the convo because Winnie insists, even though she isn’t shouting it across this party or anything haha]

Mattie: [a meaningful look back as if to say hold that thought because the strangeness cannot be overstated because y’all were her first year of leavers, so she’s yet to get used to the machine of getting to know kids at 11 or whenever they join and then waving them off at 18, not at all mentioning the possibility or the specificness of not being used to not seeing YOU every day, nope lol; Winnie says we owe him so much sapphic tension now, thanks, when you don’t have an ego at all so you’re thinking she must mean Dolly which is awkward because we know Dolly is very straight from the confiding she would have done about some of the Swiss school nonsense]

Fi: [soz that will seem true because when she gets back from her congrats for the happy couple she’s gonna be doing everything a good friend would to make sure Dolly has a good time at this party, including so much chatting and so much dancing, it’ll seem very gay and very like you do have a crush on her now lol]

Mattie: [I can’t help that she isn’t a bitch to assume that’s about her, Winola, there’s nothing I can do hun, when you’re now like oh no, do I need to stealthily save Dolly from this situation or nah, what a comedy of errors; at least the grandparents are also there and they could need to talk to Dolly so we can butt in at some point like grandma needs you girl go ‘can I get you a drink? that only being a novelty on my part, though it is’ at Fi]

Fi: [look around comedically and dramatically like you do when you’re checking someone has really gone before you answer because in solidarity with Dolly she hasn’t been drinking alcohol while they’ve been vibing cos just the kind of bitch she is, again it looks gay though, doing a face and lol of relief like oh thank god as if you are that desperate for a real drink cos that party girl persona you put on from her literal first day with the practice telling off of it all, and nod as you say ‘sure’ too eagerly but don’t elaborate on what you actually want, because again this bitch]

Mattie: [looking after Dolly with a smile like yes, I know because you’re not teetotal yourself but you know where her disdain comes from and you can’t blame her for it, nor do you not think it’s a legit response because duh, James is your dad, you know the score; looking back at this girl and going to do another oh, you shove but stopping yourself like oh no, must not, lest you topple over again ‘you’re still fond of a guessing game’ like that hasn’t changed either, I see]

Fi: [smiling too big about the bants of her calling you a pisshead because we just love that the rapport is still here and hasn’t changed ‘with you’ no notes, just remembering the Emily Spinach moment and I’m sure countless other guesses Mattie has slayed that we’re yet to write but just know exists]

Mattie: [doing your own smile back and silently reminiscing with you because the only way you could’ve got that Emily Spinach one is by being that gay and we all know it lol, you love to see it; ‘just know I’m playing it safe, lest you be unable to keep up with your noble escort duties’ like I KNOW your fave drink would be something more hardcore but I won’t get you smashed when you need to be good company for Dolly, ‘cos not having you think we’re lame here]

Fi: [‘as long as you’re aware I’m only allowing it because I take them extremely seriously’ gesturing at herself and her outfit cos her and Dolly are lowkey matching here like yep gotta be the best plus one this town has ever seen lol, cos she do, despite also knowing Mattie would be at this and wanting to see her, not saying at all that’s the only reason she came ‘and you’ll owe me a dance, we haven’t had one together since leaver’s ball’ oh lord imagine how gay that night would’ve been please, not this girl being like I KNOW that’s unsafe and you gotta to even the score]

Mattie: [doing a little bow like but of course as you gesture at her as well like I see what you’re doing here and we approve, then reaching to whisper in your ear, if in a stage fashion to make it less serious so you can deal ‘you look more dapper than the soon-to-be-groom’ ‘cos Nay did not get the memo and all their guests have outdressed them really, soz; walk to the bar situation girl before you can acknowledge you’ve made your own cheeks pink here ‘and I’ll have your drink for you’ as you’re walking away because you can have a strong one, I’m sure it’s your first drink that isn’t the champagne you politely sip at these sort of functions]

Fi: [it’s her laugh making that so much flirtier and gay, because it seems like Mattie said something way more flirtier and gay than she did, for me, plus giving her the gentle push that Mattie didn’t go through with but a moment ago like oh you, get out of here ‘dorm inspections all over again’ called after her, like ty for the reminder cos was homesick, we can all imagine what was getting confiscated and again what you are saying about yourself]

Mattie: [shaking your head as you’re walking but not turning around so you can’t see the 😏 we’re also doing, order her some sort of wine vibe whilst you get yourself a cocktail because we all know cocktails go the hardest, whatever the male ego says about them being pretty and fruity, like there’s usually at least 2 types of liquor in them if not more]

Fi: [when you are gonna lowkey down that drink ASAP because it would be your first one with booze in it if you arrived late and didn’t get the welcome champagne, and like, you’re nervous to be reunited with this gal in this setting, but distract from the fact you just did that by playing a guessing game about what her cocktail is]

Mattie: [‘I can sneak you another under the table’ again in your stage whisper, like I know the party isn’t jumping that much you gotta be in her ear, just talk normally hun; but we legit sympathise with being at a party with only 3 people you know, Lulu barely at all and she’s busy doing whatever she’s doing, and not being able to loosen up with a drink if that’s your normal, which it is most people’s, doesn’t actually make you a party animal by default ‘or, let you have a sip, you can guess the ingredients then’ like we could do that, making a face like ooh, it strong ‘cos clearly lol]

Fi: [the absolute mischief in her eyes at both of these suggestions and absolute delight at who they are coming out of the mouth of, cos clearly love to be a bad influence upon this gal, but there was no encouragement needed, lowkey heart eyes though at her ADORABLE face when she takes a sip because simply must, taking the glass from her and taking her own like she’s doing her a favour sharing here if it is that strong, without making a face, but barely, like she really had to give it her ALL to stop herself from doing one, so then that making her lol, but correctly guessing through said lols, duh, excuse me while I die at her lipstick print on this glass as she hands it back cos we’ve all seen the outfit, we know she’s wearing it]

Mattie: [maintaining unnecessary eye contact as she does her sip, narrowing your eyes and pursing your lips like you’re keeping the closest of eyes on her, trying to guess her guess before it’s out of her mouth; of course the lol is making us do our own heart eyes ‘how do you know what [an obscure ingredient they put in just to be fancy, you know the kind] tastes like ?!!’ with our own laugh like I don’t know, feels like cheating, not us here running our thumb over the lipstick print, your glass by your hip so it’s not like obvious you’re doing it, but we are]

Fi: [‘how would I have a fave bartender for years and not know?’ like what do you take me for, I’m SO knowledgeable thank you, with an unnecessary wink like keep that in the vault with all my other secrets you have I’ve overshared, as she’s pulling her towards the dance floor to have the dance she insists on and won’t take no for an answer about]

Mattie: [rolling our eyes affectionately ‘I assumed you tipped well and she kept quiet about the fakeness of your ID’ the way we’ve assumed it was a woman, got your number lmao but also outing yourself there, get dragged to this dance floor which I hope at least has some of Nay’s friends on because we know the party is not hip happening and the way it’d be a scene for all the nosy hoes if it was just y’all up there now, not that we’re concerned personally, here spinning each other around like kids]

Fi: [‘I did and he did’ my deliberate he to keep her on her toes here as if that’s fooling anybody haha, with a cheeky grin like she’s the devil emoji irl, in contrast to a moment later when she’s doing whatever ballet moves she can remember from her youth because Mattie is literally that ballerina rn and always]

Mattie: [doing a grumpy lil face as if it is somehow worse that it was a man, soz some things seem that way, especially if you’re not checking yourself and your opinions, which we’re not right now because we are spinning and sipping, I like to think your drink has a straw she would have purposely had to avoid to leave her lipstick mark on the glass because I can; doing such a happy clap like YAY when you realise what she’s doing and attempt to direct her with all the french words that I ain’t gonna sit here and look up, get yourself en pointe though hun, literally wearing ballet shoes, v Titanic of you]

Fi: [‘don’t be upset, I’ve learnt my lesson’ because it does read as sketchy af and we’re all aware of the fact, which she’s saying, but it’s also giving the double meaning that you don’t mess around with men/boys anymore so I love that, as do I how hardcore this girl is getting into this ballet lesson, taking her shoes off and everything to see if she can copy this, which you absolutely cannot because that’s so difficult and you clearly did it as a kid for like a couple of years max ‘okay, no, I’m way too sober for that’ as we try and fail, loling, clearly all the more impressed by her skills because of]

Mattie: [‘was it a you thing or a schoolgirl thing?’ like do I need to go to some pub local to this school and scare off some letchy barman, but also acknowledging that it was and is entirely possible that this dude just fancied her and wasn’t fussed she was like 17 or whatever; just having the best time showing off our ballet moves here and teaching you like there’s not people just milling about making small talk over picky food ‘later I’ll have you on your toes then’ leaning down to pick up her shoes to hand her]

Fi: [‘did I look like a schoolgirl out of uniform?’ when you’re genuinely asking like did I look my age/underage for him to be that level of creepy but everything has this double meaning and flirty edge to it that you just cannot help/are not even aware how blatant it is, because clearly she thought he just fancied her at the time, all teenagers think they look and act older and cooler than they do, hence asking for Mattie’s opinion as she’s not one, put your shoes back on and finish your drink like you’re doing your best to be less sober and therefore an iconic ballerina]

Mattie: [genuinely think about it and shake your head after a minute ‘no, I don’t think so’ because some people look super younger than they are and we don’t think you were or are giving that, honestly, we also like to think we wouldn’t have thought you were so quite so pretty otherwise but that’s a guilty thought we’re not sharing out loud, have the rest of your drink, even though there was no need for you to try and keep pace]

Fi: [‘he’ll live another day to serve another overpriced [whatever the cool rich girl drink of the moment was when you were like 15-17 and he was your fave], in blissful ignorance of his narrow escape’ with a shrug like lucky you sir like Mattie was gonna go fuck him up for being a nonce, cos she clearly has form for helping you sort that form teacher who was a bully out, though less dramatically, noticing her lipstick mark on this glass when Mattie drinks out of it again to finish and making a face like oh I’m gonna have to go waste time in the bathroom touching that up again and cba, but dragging her with you cos that’ll make it bearable]

Mattie: [putting up your fists like yeah, I know, I’m very fearsome lol but we truly would have gone down there and shook that man to his core accusing him of things and we all know it, we don’t play about this school and these kids ‘won’t get either of the girls’ quieter but Fi will still be able to hear, ‘cos we know neither twin is off down the pub or going anywhere and we are WORRIED about their lack of socializing honey, happily go and have a bathroom moment, touching our hair like I’m sure some of that has flown out with that wild dance break, having a quick check neither twin or anyone else is in the loos when you get in there, nothing worse than getting caught talking about someone, even if it is with concern]

Fi: [touching Mattie’s arm the way she touched hers when she was genuinely concerned about her being homesick because we see her twin concern and we get it ‘I barely had to talk her into bringing me’ because Fi is that won’t take no for an answer bitch but we’re saying this was actually Dolly’s idea and she clearly has kept in touch too it’s not just Fi being one sided and extra, doing an exaggerated mouth close like it was all her, I promise, but you can style it out into re-applying your lipstick as well so]

Mattie: [making a noise like oh, I know ‘I’m really glad you’re here’ because it is clear progress for Dolly and shows she has it in her, tapping our forehead with the palm of our hand like oh ‘I already said that, didn’t I?’ like how GLAD can I be? Be in this mirror sorting out your hair so you have something to do that isn’t just watching her ‘It’s just typical you weren’t in her year’ like she could do with some company day to day now but shrugging because you can’t force it for either of them at their age]

Fi: [‘for Doll’s sake is different than how you said it before’ like it’s FINE don’t worry you aren’t repeating yourself I know you were glad to see me for your own sake at first ‘I, meanwhile, could go on and on about how I’d kill for more time’ because you miss school however much you’re enjoying uni and some of that is definitely missing Mattie which she has already said]

Mattie: [just smiling at her through this mirror because we’re not going to deny it, we know what we said and why we said it ‘I wonder if anyone actually feels ready or they’re just good liars’ because we felt the same when we went to Uni hence we went very close by so we could stay home like that ‘have you found enough new friends to fill a plague pit?’ nudging into her back with your shoulder, gently and after she’s finished with the lippy so that doesn’t go awry]

Fi: [‘when you’ve had more leavers you’ll be able to conduct thorough research’ as if she’s gonna do a poll, but really just acknowledging what my boo said before about how new Mattie is at this and also how there really isn’t a big age gap between them ‘enough that when we hold hands for ring a ring o roses and all fall down it blocks everyone’s route to lectures for a solid minute, at a guess’ because defs feel like you’ve made lots of friends quick, you are that bitch and you’d throw yourself into it, but putting her head on Mattie’s shoulder because nevertheless it isn’t the same and is an adjustment]

Mattie: [‘it’s horrible’ ‘cos we are that bitch to get emotional every time a year leaves, even though you know you gotta let them fly the nest and move on, god bless lol; just putting your arm around her and then stroking her hair ‘you’ll miss this time one day before you know it’ because true, it’ll fly and then you’ll have that nostalgia to live with as well ‘you’re doing amazingly’ because we don’t doubt it, with the social side of Uni which is arguably more important and the actual course]

Fi: [‘if that’s a heads up not to put myself through it, you’re right on time’ because thinking about becoming a teacher herself fr already, we know, but smiling because we also know that hasn’t changed her mind really ‘I’ll miss this moment specifically, I know it’ literally outing herself like that like right here right now is where I wanna stay forever yes true]

Mattie: [tilting your head like hm? So yours is now resting atop hers, then snapping it up like OMG when you realise and doing your excited clapping again ‘oh, do come back to us!’ half as a joke as you put your hands on her shoulders but also not, pulling her in for a hug ‘you’ll be an incredible teacher, Fi’]

Fi: [when she’s adorable and you CANNOT cope, thank god there is nobody else in here because the hearteyes are back in FULL force at her response to the teacher career reveal ‘I’d love to, if you’ll have me’ which is what she said about uni, if they’ll have me, sounds casual but isn’t at all which is her entire vibe always, making this hug more extra than it needs to be just because she has missed her so much she can’t not ‘you told me such a similar thing on your first day as one’ cos she did and the way she’s always and instantly believed in us has this girl emosh]

Mattie: [we’re just here jumping up and down in this hug, swaying you from side to side, don’t mind us ‘who could be better?’ like you would be perfect, girl ‘you practically served as my TA that whole year, it should count towards your hours’ not us like couldn’t have done it without you, brushing your hair away from your freshly made-up lips]

Fi: [‘I’d do it all again even without your glowing recommendation at the end’ because we know she would, over and over if they could ‘like groundhog day’ never happier than in the last year, soz but it’s true]

Mattie: [‘you’re glowing’ just blurting that out then doing a little lol like back up, what I meant to say was ‘you deserve all the good things that are going to come to you, you’re just- lovely’]

Fi: [‘it isn’t the lighting in here’ shading nay’s engagement venue haha but we all remember from Dolly’s posts the bathrooms were a choice so I can ‘must be seeing you again, hearing you hype me up in the way only you do’ because who else is, not her flop fam and not her school friends who are currently scattered to the four winds fighting for their lives in that weird time after school and uni starting, or uni friends she’s had for a few months]

Mattie: [‘or the booze’ touching both her cheeks with the backs of her hands like no, you don’t have that alcohol glow yet, just lingering and stroking her cheeks, standard ‘well, you know me’ doing a shrug like it’s nbd]

Fi: [‘I know I wanted to talk to you, I’ve never started so many conversations in my life, just to not let them get started’ with her own shrug like that’s such a nbd thing to say]

Mattie: [‘you were busy’ like I know how it is, I wouldn’t be mad at you ‘and it would’ve been wrong for me to, maybe later, give you chance to settle in’ when you’re admitting you wanted to too but as a teacher, that would be weird]

Fi: [‘wrong’ when you gotta let that word sit there because you know it should feel like that but it doesn’t]

Mattie: [moving your hands down to your side and taking a step back, steadying yourself against the sink ‘you wouldn’t want your old teacher hassling you whilst you’re out there moving on’ clutching the cold porcelain of this sink to contrast how warm her skin was]

Fi: [‘you weren’t my teacher’ because true in that literal sense but also because we were friends is how we see it, then and now ‘and moving on is cold’ literally while she’s there with that cold sink ‘like you’ve done your job and now it’s over’]

Mattie: [‘you know that’s not how I see it, how I see you’ as we’re turning back to look at you]

Fi: [‘I kept busy because you’ve had a new year to settle in, and the more I did, the more there’d be to talk about, in theory, but I still couldn’t’ just blurting this out like, it’s so weird I didn’t know how to start a convo cos of how much we used to talk]

Mattie: [‘it’s okay, it’s… everything is different’ because y’all had reason and free reign to talk to each other before, now it’s a real choice, we know it]

Fi: [‘I thought I was the biggest fan of change’ because she was about it before but now this is like !!? and we’re not here for it thank you]

Mattie: [doing a sheepish smile because what can we say, we’re both feeling that !!? honey]

Fi: [just playing with a strand of hair that poor Mattie fixed not long ago, teasing it back out and letting it fall over her face again so she’s looking messy but in a cute way because here for that always]

Mattie: [blushing ‘is that better?’ like you’re purely talking about your hair and not the way you’re moving closer to her again]

Fi: [‘different’ like we’ve gotta reclaim that word from the negative it was used in a sec ago and remind ourselves change can be good it doesn’t have to suck]

Mattie: [nodding like we agree and are on board ‘different’ as if we need to repeat to remind ourself ‘you make me feel different’]

Fi: [‘I was scared I would ruin my streak’ like her being her as Dolly’s plus one wasn’t a good surprise the way they used to surprise each other she’d have to go die, cos imagine, Mattie like, you again]

Mattie: [shake your head like you definitely have not ‘I didn’t know if I’d see you again, or, not ‘til some reunion or…’ shrugging like that wasn’t a very real possibility and we weren’t okay with it]

Fi: [‘if I left it that long you wouldn’t recognise me, which would be completely and utterly bad different, for both of us’ like ew no, cannot]

Mattie: [‘what about me? I’d be an actual old lady, horrific’ like no thank you, not at all casually reaching out for her hand]

Fi: [‘no, but you’d be married, which is worse’ taking her hand and doing a pose like she’s showing a wedding ring off like that would actually be horrific and I’d die]

Mattie: [lol like to who, ma’am ‘I don’t think so’ giving her hand a playful slap with ours like nay nay]

Fi: [looking around ‘how could you not want this?’ shading nay again, soz not soz, but underneath that playful bants it’s like actually though]

Mattie: [cover your mouth like you’ll really cackle if not like oops ‘don’t diss the decor, I did this on very short notice’ like tah, sis]

Fi: [‘I wouldn’t dream of it, the decor’s fantastic, I’m this close to booking in Allegra in preparation for marriage number 3, it’s the charm, so they say, maybe it’ll be a husband we can both stand’ because her mum can’t stand her dad but she can’t stand her stepdad lol]

Mattie: [crossing our fingers on both hands like I hope so because we just want you to be happy, obviously ‘what do you think?’ and nodding your head towards the door ‘of that happy couple?’]

Fi: [lowering her voice to a whisper even though there’s no need ‘your sister is exactly how I pictured her according to your painting’ because you would’ve heard so much about Jay by this point you lowkey feel like you know her ‘he’s less what I would’ve imagined, but I try not to give grown men the amount of headspace I once did, lesson learnt, as I’ve admitted, could be why’]

Mattie: [someone could walk in but it’s not like you’re being cunty or these convos aren’t happening all over this party but I get it, we’re also talking in more hushed tones ‘they’ve been together for a long time’ which she surely knows but as if we’re justifying it here and now ‘you might have the right idea’ ‘cos none of us are sold on this or Noah but it is what it is]

Fi: [‘I know, but I assumed she’d be with someone who, superficially, could bench press both of us at the same time’ soz to drag you to filth like that Noah but Jay is sporty gym gal and that’s one of the biggest things we’ve always known about her so, and she hasn’t talked to nay long enough to be like oh it’s your personality she loves, can’t go on anything but shallow stuff rn]

Mattie: [doing a cute lol because you would assume that was her type ‘is that what your favourite bartender looked like?’ ‘cos you too are a sporty gal]

Fi: [‘it’s what my fave bouncer looked like’ because I always befriended them on nights out, in my case for if I needed help, but you just would, I feel like]

Mattie: [nod like oh yep, that tracks ‘at least he’s suited for his job’ ‘cos what is the point when they’re just fat or not remotely tough like soz it’s v much the point]

Fi: [‘whatever my opinion of them, Doll can count me as her wedding date unless she gets a better offer’ just back to the point here which is how buzzing we are to have got an invite to this, flop event though it may be]

Mattie: [making a face when you realise you’ll have a plus one place to either fill or ignore like oh GOD ‘thank god I can keep super busy’ which sounds like you don’t wanna see her and Dolly together but obviously that isn’t what we meant, swatting our hands like oh, you know what I mean]

Fi: [SUCH an amused face ‘and thank god I won’t keep you waiting until the reception to have another catch up’ cos imagine, that wedding could be forever away, some peeps wait years]

Mattie: [tapping her arm like no, you won’t ‘now the conversation has been started’ like it’ll be easier from here on out]

Fi: [‘when we next stall I can take you out for [whatever the cocktail she just drank was]’ not you admitting it’s still kinda awks and y’all might need to get drunk about it to deal with this sapphic tension]

Mattie: [‘we won’t’ shaking our head so more of our hair comes loose, refusing to acknowledge it could be awkward like nope ‘but I do owe you a proper drink’]

Fi: [playing with said loose hair for no reason whatsoever ‘I owe you your own escort, and my full attention’ because technically here for your sister even though it’s too easy for you both to forget that rn in here]

Mattie: [‘you take it very seriously’ like I remember and you’re very gentlemanly 😌 face before you’re looking at the door like we should probably get back in there]

Fi: [when you see her look towards that door and you go to say something but you only get ‘Mattie-’ out, note the first time she’s used her name this convo though, before someone comes into this bathroom and you don’t wanna finish whatever gay thing you were about to say, so yeah, go out and find Dolly again hun]

Mattie: [the ? on our face before this person rudely interrupts to go to the toilet, it is probably someone you vaguely know so you might have to stay and have a little chat before so let this girl go, however begrudgingly it is]

Fi: [soz Win but it’s a realistic cockblock and you have gotta go back to Dolly anyways, girl, so do that and do your best not to be gutted af]

Mattie: [and you gotta do some more mingling girl, keep this party ticking over for your sins]

Fi: [nobody’s living for the nay engagement but the party doesn’t have to be a total bust just because they are flops]

Mattie: [at least you can get these gals mocktails to enjoy and Gabe whatever he’s been drinking with Lulu because can’t do one and not the other]

Fi: [just know that you are not welcome though Gabe, ever, but it means you can raise your glass at this girl across the room like ty so that’s nice, we like that, even if you blatantly wish it was a cocktail, Fi, you’re being a good friend]

Mattie: [we could have cheated but I think Dolly would know and you are being a good friend, we don’t want to derail you that hard, and we definitely do not like Gabe but at least Lulu is socialising when he’s around so we kind of just put up with him for that sake at this point but there’s no love lost; do your little toast back with the drink you got yourself, not at all romantic just silently communicating across a crowded room, alright taylor]

Fi: [god just take a second to actually think what a dry party this would be because of the age of the peeps mostly being fam like the literal grandparents and Java, and no offence how boring nay are, you really are being a good friend here Fi, I would simply not attend if someone asked me and that was the situation, soz, I fully imagine you and Dolly exploring this venue trying to find anything vaguely interesting or fun to do, we’re all praying for like a giant lawn connect 4 at this point lol]

Mattie: [thank god there is catching up to be done because truly, there’s nothing here for y’all, idek who this party is for lmao, everyone entertain yourselves lowkey, we’ll just be here trying to get Jay to come talk to the twins so they feel included and like there was a reason to bring them here tonight]

Fi: [at least if we say she do, they’ll all be dying, but it’ll bring you 2 back together because Fi literally doesn’t know anyone so she’d be alone else while that awks twin and Jay convo is occurring]

Mattie: [like we’d probably have to do it one by one ‘cos lord knows none of you gals are helping us here but when Jay is making awkward small-talk with Dolly, deffo]

Fi: [soz to throw you under the boring Jay sized bus there Dolly but, I suppose it’s good that she’s vaguely trying to have a catch up with you, agonising as it will be, Fi return the favour and hand Mattie a v alcoholic drink you can tell she needs to deal with how awkward and hard work trying to organise that was]

Mattie: [should Mattie have to encourage you to? No but it’s something, as you are an adult hun; shooting her a look as you take this drink and then your first sip because yeah, we truly need it because Jay is the exact same amount related to these gals as you are and hasn’t put in half the effort, which is like, yeah, your decision but being in the middle of that is a lot ‘aren’t you glad you only have the one little brother?’ raising our brows like these sisters, my god]

Fi: [when you’re just automatically leading her somewhere that you found while you were exploring with Dolly before so Mattie can literally get away from this and have a break because she never gets one and these twins are a lot to be dealing with basically by yourself and all of this Fi has known from basically the beginning cos no secret the gals are weird, Dolly less so obvs hence y’all are legit friends now, but still ‘for all Allegra’s many faults, I can be glad he’s just my little brother, and yeah, I am’ because your mum for all she put on you in terms of pressure at least isn’t making you do more for your little bro than any standard big sister would and you shamelessly are thankful for that]

Mattie: [rich girl perks, you’re not ever going to be needing to look after your siblings like second parents, there’s staff and good schools for that, nodding and sitting yourself down on the floor, wherever y’all are so you can take this moment properly ‘brothers are easier, whatever age’]

Fi: [nod because you feel like you’ve had a lot of sisters with the way your school was set up to make you really look after the younger ones ‘I won’t miss feeling like I’ve got [however many] sisters’ but with a smile because you loved it really, unlike this situation poor Mattie is in]

Mattie: [smile back ‘yeah, right’ ‘cos we know you loved it, before the bathroom heart to heart even we knew that much ‘some sisters are easier than others’ like namely the ones I’m not actually related to lol]

Fi: [‘you’ve had some rotten luck, hence the nobody could call it playing safe drink in your hand’ because where’s the lie, Chlo is also your mum, soz Mattie we’ve really put you through it, girl, and this girl here isn’t gonna sugarcoat it]

Mattie: [do a little lol about how blunt that is but you’re not at all offended because not that type, again taking another sip but purposely taking a bigger gulp like you’re confirming it, like to point out that she would also have 2 younger siblings assuming we’ve got the Java kids we faced so like, wild times lol ‘if I turn this into a pity party though the night is well and truly over’ like we cannot]

Fi: [‘well then, I’ll have to think of how I’m going to turn it back into a party, party’ with that mischievous look back in her eye again, because who is she if not this bitch, hence Dolly invited her to help her have an actually good time]

Mattie: [‘what did you have in mind?’ looking around as if something wild is just going to pop out of nowhere]

Fi: [‘you like to follow clues, I’ll leave some for you’ not this girl just about to set up some kind of spontaneous little treasure hunt moment at the drop of a literal hat like it’s nbd]

Mattie: [shaking your head like oh, okay because who even ‘do I stay here or?’]

Fi: [‘it doesn’t matter, as long as you stay out of my way while I set up the first’ a smile as she messes up Mattie’s hair playfully, which we all know is a clue in itself for her to go back to the bathroom and start there for this first clue, which we likewise all know will be a lipstick message on the mirror because DUH, obvs we’re gonna hark back across their entire relationship with these clues, tonight included]

Mattie: [checking the watch we don’t have on like okay, ready set go energy, waving her off and covering her eyes like we’re not even checking which direction she’s going in even though we picked up on that clue to go to the bathroom in a suitable time]

Fi: [just getting to be the most gay and feelsy of all time with every single clue, god bless, enjoy your trip down memory lane gals, I can only speculate wildly because we don’t know y’all like that after one convo, but the point is clearly to cheer her up and the final clue is blatantly inviting her somewhere after this engagement party is dead and buried because we know it won’t be a late one, Jay doesn’t drink any more and is a gym bitch, I’m sure she has to get up early in the AM even after her engagement party]

Mattie: [we love to see it and are obviously having the greatest time, no need to know y’all to know that much and are definitely going to accept this offer because duh]

Fi: [Dolly will be invited too, of course, so we’ll have to decide if we want her there or not because two very different moods depending if she is or it’s just you two, but either way, I’m just happy the slay outfits won’t be wasted on this boring function]

Mattie: [my boo says I will save the day and the looks, but yes those would be two entirely different vibes at this point so we’d need to pick, ‘cos we’re probably already a little too tipsy to feel comfortable subjecting Dolly to it]

Fi: [we can always do the copout but quite legit vibe that she’s invited but declines because she’s not feeling wherever Fi has decided they’re going, let y’all be gay alone]

Mattie: [I think so, it’s obviously not your scene Dolly and you aren’t in the mood to be in a club with more drunk people or whatever so pop off gays]

Fi: [I don’t blame her, being the sober one on a night out sucks, even if you’re the most sober of the group never mind completely so, but again, cute and nice that you invited her Fi, despite how blatantly you’re hoping she wouldn’t want to actually which is reflected, subconsciously or otherwise, in your choice of venue, you can say it’s cos Mattie’s got her dancing shoes on, which true, but it’s also cos y’all do wanna be alone]

Mattie: [it is very in character of you to dip, not just us or this gal subconsciously being cheeky, it’s cool, soz it does serve us more for them to be alone and it is shamelessly what both these girls would prefer]

Fi: [do you wanna skip to there or should we do some messages when Mattie gets the last clue and accepts her invite?]

Mattie: [let’s do some messages, why not, you’re invariably back with Dolly chilling and we’re lowkey tipsy and overexcited by these shenanigans so]

Mattie: 💌📌💃☁️

Fi: I should’ve made them harder, I can’t believe you’re done

Mattie: Just call me Marple 🔎

Mattie: your own skills are also severely limited by location

Fi: wow, not Jane? I thought we were friends

Fi: my own skills are rusty, you can say it

Mattie: I see my own future as an Aunt Mattie and I am not prepared for that 🧶🌱👩‍🦳

Mattie: I would never say that

Fi: you would never have an affair with a married man, book Marple is closer to your predicted future

Fi: but knitting and gardening are both fun, you could fare much worse

Mattie: the only married men I know are [and list off the male teachers that are and are clearly not the ones, soz huns]

Mattie: 🤭

Fi: there’s hope for you yet, miss

Fi: and with such a long career ahead before trowels and knitting needles, who knows who you’ll meet

Mattie: I understand why teachers were always unmarried women

Mattie: who am I going to meet when my free time is Sunday 😅

Mattie: sounds positively Victorian

Fi: Agatha Christie wouldn’t write you in a new chaplain love interest, but if I’m in charge of the narrative and location, we needn’t be limited at all

Mattie: University is the time for those sorts of adventures, we should be talking about your love interests, potential or already realised

Fi: no we shouldn’t, I’d have to curl up and die, now that’s positively Victorian

Mattie: now I thought we were friends

Fi: we are, thus I’m sparing you the tale of quite how vigorously I attempted to throw myself into that aspect of uni life

Mattie: it’s okay it’s a cliche for a reason

Fi: it’s embarrassing for a multitude of reasons 😬

Mattie: I was a little bit your teacher, then

Fi: no, I don’t care what they think of me, success story or horror show, that part of my life is over

Fi: you don’t belong in there though, and I do care

Mattie: okay, I understand

Mattie: I wouldn’t judge you though, as long as you know that

Fi: I feel stupid, for the kid in a sweet shop approach

Mattie: it’s your first taste of proper freedom, being adult about it is basically impossible

Fi: I had freedom, a lot more than most

Mattie: Lack of an audience, then

Mattie: everyone here knew you, your mother

Fi: every summer spent with my dad afforded me the luxury of the most cliche holiday romance going, had I wanted

Mattie: of course

Fi: but it’s uni that’s the culture shock, and it does feel like a culture, of throwing yourself at everyone

Mattie: if you don’t want to, you don’t have to continue like that, it calms down, most people do

Fi: thank god, a non-stop three year long speed dating event would be exhausting

Mattie: just

Mattie: don’t necessarily go the other way and think that’s automatically a better idea, you know what I mean

Fi: I won’t let you down, I’d hate to

Mattie: why would you let me down?

Fi: I know why I’m here, I’m not allowed to suddenly become boring 🧶🌱👩‍🦳

Mattie: that’s not what I meant

Mattie: I had a very serious boyfriend throughout Uni and I really shouldn’t have, for a myriad of reasons, that’s all I was thinking of

Fi: promising not to get a serious boyfriend’s an easy one

Mattie: you’re allowed to do whatever makes you happy

Mattie: make your own mistakes, even, don’t let me harp on about mine to scare you

Fi: I’m not scared of anything you want to tell me, you’re allowed too

Mattie: I’ve never really talked about him, I try not to

Fi: if you want to, I’ll only track him down and kill him as a very last resort, don’t let it put you off

Mattie: whilst I’m sure your methods would be entirely and gruesomely historically accurate

Mattie: you’re meant to use all that free time between lectures to study, you know 😉

Fi: no one can begrudge me a field trip to a medieval torture museum, it’s the hols 📌🌎🛫

Mattie: quite right too

Mattie: he was, in hindsight, someone I wouldn’t want any of my friends to go out with

Mattie: but I didn’t realise it wasn’t a me problem at the time, that’s all

Fi: oh Mattie

Mattie: but he’s long gone, we don’t need to worry about this

Mattie: the final straw was when I took the placement at the school

Fi: just when I thought I couldn’t be any more glad that happened

Mattie: it’s why I had to work there, not that I put that on my application, or talked about how the placement saved me in my interview

Mattie: all a bit much… but he could no longer monopolise my time, control me and where I went, it was like the spell was broken after that

Fi: I can also easily promise not to relay it to your bosses, ancient history doesn’t automatically mean I’ll become obsessed

Mattie: No one knows, only [the teacher you did your training with aka your bestie], unavoidably so as she was there through the whole mess

Fi: What about your family?

Mattie: it would be too upsetting, to think I didn’t know better, and he was always very nice in front of everyone else, doting, even

Fi: deserving of [just namedropping the most horrific medieval torture device possible]

Fi: I’m sorry you had to go through everything he put you through and come out of the other side alone

Mattie: thank you, it’s all okay now

Mattie: and I suppose it was my choice to be alone, I don’t know

Fi: choice is too hard on yourself, he must’ve made you feel like you didn’t have another

Mattie: it was shame, really

Mattie: how we were was my fault because I’d never had a proper partner before so I didn’t know how to be

Mattie: then after, well, it was shaming in another way entirely

Fi: it wasn’t your fault he took advantage of your inexperience and used it to his

Mattie: I know that now, therapists work wonders

Mattie: I promise I didn’t come into teaching entirely unhinged, whatever the kitsch coffee mugs suggest about needing a certain level of insanity to do the job

Fi: you’re the most level-headed person I know

Mattie: you wouldn’t have thought that if you met me at your age, or even the year before you did…

Mattie: people can get a little off track, at Uni, in those in-between years

Fi: had I met you then, if we were the same age, he wouldn’t have lasted long enough to do any lasting damage

Fi: I wouldn’t have allowed it

Mattie: I believe that

Mattie: you’re very strong

Mattie: not physically, though you are, obviously

Fi: stubborn, perhaps

Mattie: that too

Mattie: but strong

Fi: I’m feeling strong waves of regret about any jokes I may have made which aren’t funny in light of what you’ve shared

Mattie: don’t, you weren’t to know

Mattie: no one does, as I said, and I preferred it that way whilst I worked it all out in my head… maybe I’ll change my mind now I feel better but I still don’t think I want to make it some grand proclamation

Mattie: change how people see me, what they think they can say

Fi: all understandable, but I’ll be here kicking myself for a while anyway

Mattie: grr

Fi: no matchmaking, tonight or ever, I refuse to put my 👠 back in it

Mattie: but you have put them back on

Fi: [not you sending her free feet pics of them back off like no no]

Mattie: 🥳 will you be drunk enough to learn more ballet later

Fi: letting you drink alone is as unforgivable as making Doll be sober alone, I wouldn’t dream of either

Mattie: I am a little drunk, it must be said

Fi: I’ll catch up at [wherever they’re going] while you’re 🩰

Mattie: will I get in in what I’m wearing?

Fi: unlike bartenders, I’ve kept fave bouncers everywhere, you’ll Chaseé ? in

Mattie: 👏

Mattie: very good

Fi: you’re a good teacher

Fi: who knew?

Mattie: please pass the message on to all relevant bosses

Fi: sadly the deadline has passed for my Christmas round-robin but I’ll see what I can do if I see any of them in the new year

Mattie: I can only imagine the details you would have included

Fi: I’ll put you on the list again now I know you want to hear from me

Mattie: as if I wouldn’t

Fi: I wasn’t certain, or I’d have reached out

Mattie: now you know 🔮

Fi: Dolly says Lulu’s been keeping you busy in my absence

Mattie: ah yes, that is true

Fi: your protectiveness makes even more sense given what happened to you

Mattie: I’m sure Lulu would think me an absolute fool for it

Fi: she thinks everyone a fool, it’s barely personal at this point

Fi: I’ve never seen someone look at their invited guest, who they chose to bring, and date, with such open disdain

Mattie: 🤭

Mattie: at least it means I don’t have to worry about her being under his spell or anything of the sort

Fi: the reversal, maybe, but I’m not worried for him, he’s visibly old enough to look after himself 🧔🏼

Mattie: he’s [however old he is in comparison, I forget]

Fi: of course, she loves to push a boundary as far as is still considered socially acceptable

Mattie: now now

Mattie: you know he was the only age appropriate boy around

Fi: age appropriate is debatable, just because he can grow a beard doesn’t equate to his emotional maturity being high enough to deal with your sister’s, let’s call it emotional instability

Mattie: let’s not call it anything

Fi: okay, sorry, not cool of me, she’s your sister

Mattie: I know she isn’t the easiest person to relate to

Fi: and we both know I’ve made multiple attempts, but there’s no excuse to be calling her out, she doesn’t have to like me, I’m not Head Girl these days

Mattie: as you said, it isn’t personal

Fi: as I said, I’m sorry 😶

Mattie: you’re fine, I promise

Fi: you don’t want to tell me off is all, you’re too good at it

Mattie: I’m sure you could think up better ways to earn it

Fi: true, if I thought hard, something would absolutely come to me

Mattie: think think think 🤔

Fi: 🍯🐝🎈

Mattie: I love him 🥰

Fi: he’s that sort of bear, how could you not

Mattie: You’re very tigger

Fi: eventually you’re gonna have to admit defeat on me not having adhd

Mattie: omg stop it! 😆

Mattie: it sounds like I make a commission on Adderall

Fi: you’ve shared one secret, go ahead, unburden yourself of your others

Mattie: how dare you accuse me of being a pill pusher

Mattie: I don’t even take aspirin unless the headache is very, very bad, I’ll have you know

Fi: you stop it, you’re adorable

Mattie: you’re bouncy, there should be a bouncy ball emoji, is there

Mattie: there are too many to look through these days 👩‍🦳

Fi: you’re tipsy, that’s why there’s too many to look through

Mattie: no, I’m old, maybe I need glasses, you can help me find a chic pair

Fi: you’re 22

Mattie: and you’re 19

Fi: you look the same age as me

Mattie: how was your birthday?

Fi: I don’t know, different, good and bad

Mattie: did you get a cake?

Fi: [show her the pics because really not long ago so not hard to scroll to and find, clearly not a patch on anything this gal has ever baked for you though]

Fi: I missed it not being from you 👩‍🍳

Mattie: I made so many mince pies before hols 😮‍💨

Mattie: I didn’t do stars on top though

Fi: I see what you’re doing, making me cry because you’re not my form tutor, it’s unacceptable nevertheless

Mattie: no don’t cry it’s because I’d cry if I did

Fi: I know that, it’s why I have to

Mattie: your makeup will be ruined

Fi: but I’ll be in the right place to re-do it, when I can stop 😭

Mattie: are you alone?

Fi: hopefully, or whoever’s in here with me will assume I’m very drunk and a wreck

Mattie: that can be me, if you want

Fi: I always want you around

Mattie: it would’ve been rude to not check, what with the 😭

Fi: you’ve seen it before, my last day I was an actual wreck, and in floods

Mattie: not because of me

Mattie: [the bad teacher] should be every bit ashamed as I think she is now

Fi: it isn’t really your fault

Mattie: [come in because how long does it really need to take you to get here, not long, bathroom doors are always loud so our ‘a little bit, maybe’ shouldn’t frighten you to death lol]

Fi: [‘I’m only crying a little bit’ as this girl wipes her eyes like oh hello to you, don’t mind me here actually crying because of all my feelings]

Mattie: [when she has wiped her eyes, come forward and grab her hand and give it a squeeze ‘it’s okay’ doing a little lol ‘what’s a party if no one cries, eh?’]

Fi: [doing your own little lol ‘it’s not my party’ like how ridiculous and hilarious that I’m the one crying ‘though, lord knows I would were I getting married off’ because no thank you, sounds like Noah shade again and it is lowkey but also just in general because 19]

Mattie: [‘I doubt we’ll catch the bride to be’ and pulling a face because that is clearly not who Jay is at all ‘so take your fill’ like it’s going free honey, pulling an equally GOD NO face and then loling some more because same on both counts tbh]

Fi: [catching a look at herself in the mirror and pulling her own face like ugh why me though because didn’t wanna be here doing this but we are, crying a lil bit more about the fact like great I’m this bitch now love that for me, but also loling at her GOD NO face]

Mattie: [giving her a hug because you want to but also so she doesn’t feel like you’re gawping at her whilst she cries ‘I cry all the time’ like tis true, not saying this like I’m a depressed bitch vibe we’re just an emotional sort of bean]

Fi: [‘I usually don’t but I-’ again stopping yourself saying whatever gay thing you were going to say, despite the fact this hug couldn’t be more gay how you’re returning it]

Mattie: [‘you’re stuck at a terrible party because you’re a good person?’ not us admitting how hard it sucks lol]

Fi: [shaking her head ‘I’ve honestly been to parties which ranked higher on the scale towards complete bust, you don’t need to feel like a bad sister’ because true, you definitely have, for many reasons, and also that isn’t why you’re crying and we all know it]

Mattie: [sighing like thanks but ‘I almost always do anyway’ the work you put in for the lack of pay-off, soz girly]

Fi: [‘oh Mattie’ hugging her tighter because what can you say, we all know it isn’t her fault but you don’t wanna shade her sisters again like you did earlier ‘you’re an amazing sister’ because you’ve seen it with your own eyes how hard she tries always]

Mattie: [just hug it out gals like this isn’t risky business or anything ‘you smell nice’ and sniffing the top of her head and then her neck to see if it’s more shampoo or perfume]

Fi: [gonna say it’s perfume because what else are you bringing in that big red bag, plus then you can get it out and spray it on her, how intimate and how gay, plus sniff her back because perfume smells different on different people, so you can also comment on that somehow, like oh it smells more like such and such on you vibes]

Mattie: [just doing the little twirl you do through a perfume cloud and then hugging said scent to yourself so you can fully breathe it in casually before turning back to her like now, come here, gently cleaning up any makeup that had been smudged]

Fi: [when you’d be so used to other girls doing your makeup because boarding school but it’s her so you’re just here DYING inside casually, opening your mouth to say something, but either you don’t know what to say or you’re scared of ruining this moment, so you just breathe, lowkey a sigh]

Mattie: [meanwhile we’re here not daring to breathe because so into being this intimate with you we’re afraid what we might do if we make any sort of sudden move, yet we’re still touching your lips like your lipstick needs patting into place when I doubt it’s gone that awry]

Fi: [feeling for said lipstick and handing it to her without looking down because likewise barely dare or want to move but do want to linger in this moment by letting her reapply it for us unnecessarily]

Mattie: [putting it on our lips first, without looking away from her to look in the mirror, slowly circling the entirety of both lips, slowly, pouting them out for the full effect, before gently tilting her head up towards the light to apply hers ‘so pretty’ just under our breath, casually as if it remotely is]

Fi: [thank god there is nobody in here because she’s STARING at this scene like Mattie is doing something pornographic, could not be more into it, catch this girl with her lips parted way before she even needs to do it for her own lipstick application purposes, it’s just the affect this is having on her nbd, likewise catch her blushing when she has no choice but to hear that because proximity]

Mattie: [when her reaction has you wanting to push this desperately, to do more and show her more, gently using your bodyweight to push her up onto the counter of this sink moment, as if you need her sat to do this properly ‘prettiest girl’ at the same volume but your voice is shamelessly hoarser, really doing the most you can with said lipstick to push her lips apart how you want to]

Fi: [it’s the sigh hitting completely different now for me, because DUH, not okay about any of this in the best way, literally having to bite her lip so it doesn’t turn into an even more blatant sound all together and also to give her more work to do, because again simply must prolong this]

Mattie: [without thinking, smearing this lipstick across her mouth with your fingers when she bites her lip ‘bad girl’ like she ruined it that hard but really you just wanted to and now you have even more work to do when you can concentrate]

Fi: [pressing her back so hard against the wall in a way that would have to be obvious but if she doesn’t she’ll move forward and do something even more BLATANT at what this gal just said because !! this feels like a fantasy you’ve had but you know it’s really happening because you’re not even tipsy yet, at least you can pretend you’re doing some etiquette style good girl posture to try and make this easier for her and your amends, including crossing her ankles like a lady sits, again not at all because you’re dying, nope]

Mattie: [putting the cap on this lipstick with a satisfying click because not in the mood to fix this or anything currently, folding our arms and taking a step back like we’re appraising you but obviously we’ve had similar fantasies and are taking this moment in for all its worth, taking hold of your knees and yanking your legs apart unceremoniously, which is FINE because you’re wearing trousers, standing closer to you again in the gap we’ve just created]

Fi: [getting her name out of our mouth like she did earlier before they were rudely interrupted by someone but x 100000 with how her voice obvs sounds about this, but having to close her eyes when this gal is in this close proximity to us again because CANNOT cope actually]

Mattie: [doing a little gasp at hearing your name said like that, by her, playing with the necklaces she has on, pulling them tighter and looser ‘round the back of her neck, whilst in her ear but closer than we ever were out in the party ‘tell me, Fi’]

Fi: [when you literally have goosebumps from her gasp before she’s even touched you, nbd, and are literally trying to disappear into this wall when she does so as not to make any dramatic moves ‘I can’t’ her voice catching before and as she says this, like excuse me I literally cannot, doing the most dramatic swallow as if that’ll fix how impossible speaking is]

Mattie: [tracing your finger across the goosebumps on display which is really just her neck and slightly down her chest ‘okay’ really quietly and after quite a while of doing this, creating goosebumps on goosebumps, I’m sure, before gently pulling her down via your hands around her waist and then letting her go, opening the lipstick again to rub away the mess you made and reapply, yet again]

Fi: [looking at her the most 🥺 anyone ever has while all this is occurring, lowkey trembling with the !! of not reacting any other way, until she accidentally licks her lips during this lipstick reapplication, soz and the ‘fuck’ escapes like oh no, in such a !! manner ‘excuse my language, miss’ in trying to be a bants way but this moment is too charged for that to land anything other than flirty af]

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heavyhitterheaux · 1 year

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REE!! Just read already best friends it took my ass all day!! But I wanted to be comfortable in bed when I read it 😭 UGHH I FUCKING LOVED IT. That so called “best friend” (fake jealous ass bitch) NEEDS HER ASS BEAT, WHOOPED, DRAGGED!! ALL OF THE FUCKING ABOVE

I’m gonna put some of my favorite things from the fic below:

Visit you at work and photoshop you in compromising pictures with different men to make it seem as if you were doing more than just giving them dances and sent it to Jack through a text message. This is really another level of miserable 😐

amila- Jack it’s Camila, I hate to be the one to tell you this. But Y/N isn’t as innocent as she seems. I don’t want for her to string you along anymore seeing as it’s been almost eight months. I’m actually surprised that she kept it up for this long. She does more than dance for people, she sleeps with them. She’s been lying to you. I’m sorry. This whole thing just REALLLYYYY PISSED ME OFF!! 🔪

Jack- Y/N, I didn’t want to do this over a text but, I have a lot of things going on and I feel as though we need to take a break from our relationship for a while. “I didn’t want to do this over text” THEN DONT!! BE A MAN AND FACE HER 🙄

And to think you told your mom and grandmother about him. SHE TOLD THE GRANDMA BROOO 😭 and he broke up with her OVER TEXT!!

And that he wanted to bring you to Kentucky to spend Thanksgiving with his family. AND YOU THE TYPA GIRL I WANNA BRING TO THANKSGIVING!!

“I love you, Mila. Thank you for being the one person that I can always count on.” THE IRONYYYY. Like she’s telling this evil ass bitch she lovers her & don’t even know what this hoe did!!

“Of course, baby girl. I am always going to be here for you. Until the end of time and even after that. All we need is each other.” And here comes her fake ass response, like bitch NO U NEED HER 🖕🏽

“But you really liked him and I was excited to meet him so he better get his shit together and make me a great grandmother.” Nana’s in the hospital bed preaching 😭

“Girl, please. You know you want him and only him. I’ll stop picking with you for now, but do me a favor and drop his address when I get out of rehab. Nana will set him straight.” Someone please tell me, where I go or what I gotta do to get a Nana like this 💀 I feel like this would be @hoodharlow as a grandma, DONT MESS WIT HER FAMILY 😭 or you will be catching them hands.

“I deserved to have that relationship, not her.” BITCH U DIDNT EVEN WANT HIM!! YOU WANTED THAT LIGHT SKIN BIG HEADED ASS HOE DRAKE 😐

I’m not holding on for a got damn thing. Get your shit out of my apartment and you better not come back. I… consider this friendship over with. Who knew you were a jealous ass bitch. Oh, and find another person to get you to help pay for your tuition next semester, I’m done. FIRST OFF, YN told this bitch the fuck off. AS SHE MOTHAFUCKIN SHOULD!! But what gets me is SHE WAS HELPING THIS FAKE WACK ASS HOE WITH HER TUITION?! AND THAT’S HOW SHE WANNA DO HER🤨 ANDDDD I STILL THINK SHE SHOULDA GOT HER ASS BEAT THE FUCK UP 🗣️

jackharlow: the baddest to ever do it. first black principal dancer of americanballettheater that's my wife yall 😍 YALL SEE THAT!! BLACK PUSSY POWER AT ITS FINEST!! Babygirl is married ANDDDD got her dream job 😘

lilnasx: jackharlow I'm spoken for. he better download a dating app. This….this just killed me 💀

REE YOU ALWAYS FUCKIN EATTTT, IM SO GLAD I WAITED TO READ THIS 🫶🏽😭

I FUCKING LIVE FOR YOUR REACTIONS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

YES TO ALL OF THIS AND THANK YOUUUU MAMAS 🥺

Jackman was wrong for not letting her explain

Don't even get me started on Camila

Yess Nana gives me Blanca vibes because I know she doesn’t play about the people she cares about

And Camila wanted Drake's ass not Jack

When she saw how her "bestie" was happy she was like where is my boo at? She doesn't deserve him

WHEN SHE DID DESERVE HIM

And yesss the ultimate form of black girl magic! Jack made sure to help her dream come true 😭😭

Druski and Nas always be going at it and don't know how to act lmaooooo

Who knows, I might do another insta au that shows married life for them and her thriving being the badass she is 😌💕

#awhoereformore

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trashheappro · 7 months

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Ch: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 5.5, 6

Sides: 1, 2, 2.5, 3

Sequel: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 14.5, 15, 16

Alt-Sequel: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17

They had a forty five-minute break in the middle of their four-hour session. It wasn’t a lot, but it was better than nothing and the owner provided them stools on stage for when their legs got tired. The band put their instruments in the back during their break, all except the drum set.

“Is Seung’s fan still out there?” Zach asked.

“He sure is.” Bree grinned.

Tae Joon rolled his eyes. “He’s here for the band, not me,” he said.

“You say that, but that dude only ever had his eyes on you,” Zach laughed.

Robin nodded.

“That’s not true,” he objected. It was, but why? Why did Revenant only ever look at him?

“He totally saved Seung,” Bree said. “Like a knight in shining armor.” She swooned exaggeratedly.

“I did not say that.”

“But he did!”

“Don’t oversell it,” Tae Joon scoffed.

“He’s definitely got the hots for you,” she winked.

Tae Joon huffed. He didn’t know how to feel if it were true. It would be- it would be good he supposed. That Revenant didn’t have to feel the pain he feels when looking at him, when remembering their time together. But he’d be more heartbroken if anything else. The idea that he spent all this time longing for something Revenant didn’t care much for was heartbreaking. Here he was risking his cover to speak with him just because he was too greedy to stay away.

He shook his head. No, he had to figure out why Revenant was here.

“You ready, Seung?” Zach asked. “We only have thirty minutes left.”

“I’m coming.”

Bree and Zach made a beeline for Revenant before he could stop them. Zach held out a hand. “Hey, I’m Zach!”

“I’m Bree! We heard you were a fan!” She grinned.

Revenant tilted his head slightly as he stared down at them.

“I did not say that,” Tae Joon said.

Revenant scoffed. “Well I certainly didn’t.”

Zach hissed. “He’s a harsh one.”

“Don’t you have fries to eat?” Tae Joon snapped harshly.

“Oof, this one’s harsh too,” Bree laughed. “It’s almost like-”

Tae Joon covered her mouth. “I’m going to stop you right there. Go eat. You only have thirty minutes.”

“Boo, you’re no fun.”

Robin grabbed her and nudged her towards the other end of the bar. He turned briefly to give him a thumbs up. Tae Joon huffed and took a seat next to Revenant.

“Sorry about that,” he said. He looked up at Revenant, at those glowing orange eyes. The same orange his own new eye copied if even in a duller fashion. His heart was in his throat, a combination of excitement and frustration. He got to talk to Revenant again. He got to talk to Revenant. But he couldn’t talk to Revenant as Crypto. He had to pretend like they were strangers. Because that was what they were now. Strangers.

“Your name,” Revenant demanded.

“Seung,” he said. “And yours?”

Revenant hesitated for a long time. Maybe too long. “Just call me Red.”

It felt like all the air was sucked out of his lungs. He almost reached out to him. He almost raised his hands to hold him. He almost threw everything out the window. But he forced his arms to stay at his side. He forced himself to breath again.

Red. Revenant’s color. Ppalgan. His Ppalgan.

“Want to get lunch sometime?” he asked. His eyes widened when his brain caught up with his mouth. “With me?” Well, that didn’t really help.

Revenant’s eyes widened, just slightly, just enough that hardly anyone would notice. But he did. He always did. “No,” he said after some time. “I’m seeing someone.”

Tae Joon blinked at him. It certainly came off that way didn’t it. And he certainly meant it that way. “Ah, I didn’t mean it like that,” he said quickly. “I just wanted to thank you for helping me.” Thank the stars he was wearing this mask; he was grinning so damn hard he was sure it was reaching his eyes. He’s never been cockblocked by himself before.

Revenant looked away, maybe embarrassed that he read the situation wrong. Even though he read it right. “I didn’t do it for your thanks,” he said.

“Maybe not, but I would like to thank you,” Tae Joon said. It was probably a good thing Revenant rejected his offer; he certainly didn’t want to risk Revenant recognizing him if he took his mask off to eat. He still didn’t know why Revenant was here.

The Syndicate was here looking for him. He heard from some of his contacts that there has been an influx of hackers’ defenses being prodded. After looking into it, he knew who it was. Mila still had that terrible habit of leaving her signature somewhere in the code; cocky.

If they were both looking for him, if the Syndicate willingly let Revenant come here, were they working together? Was Revenant working for them? It seemed unlikely to him. He wanted it to be unlikely. He didn’t think Revenant had been reset, he still showed affection for Crypto. If the Syndicate truly had Revenant wiped, they wouldn’t let him remember someone that might make him stray. But that meant that if Revenant was working for Them now, he was doing of his own volition. That someone else Tae Joon loved chose to side with Them.

He had to figure out why Revenant was here.

“What’s your story?” Tae Joon asked.

Revenant tilted his head.

“Everyone in this town has a story,” he said, leaning slightly forward, resting his arm on bar. “What’s yours?”

Revenant watched him. “I’m looking for someone.”

“That’s it?”

He glared. “That’s it.”

Tae Joon smiled tiredly to himself. “Are they important to you?”

Revenant was silent for a while, long enough that he thought maybe he wouldn’t respond. He turned away. “The most,” he said quietly.

The Syndicate definitely didn’t reset Revenant. Tae Joon looked down at his lap. He could tell Revenant now. Maybe Revenant would be happy to see him. Maybe they could take down the Syndicate together. Maybe they would run away together. Maybe they could be together. He wanted to be them to be together.

But there was a chance that Revenant would hand him over to the Syndicate just like Mila did. And he wasn’t a man that liked to take chances.

“Would you like some help finding them?” Tae Joon asked. The best way to get Revenant off his tail was to lead him down a different path. “If you don’t want a meal, I can thank you this way.” He hated how easy it was to lie to Revenant, how natural lying came to him.

“How are you supposed to help me?” he questioned, skeptical.

“Well, not me, but I know some people.”

“I don’t trust you.”

Tae Joon scoffed. “No one in this city trusts anyone. But if you want to get something done, people here know how to get it done. For the right price.”

Revenant thought for a moment. “He’s rather elusive.”

“I bet. Think about it this way, even if my help turns out to be nothing, at least I’m not charging you,” he said. “What’s the worst that could happen?”

“Fine,” he relented.

Tae Joon grabbed a napkin and scribbled down his contact information. “Text me so I’ll have your number.” He chuckled when a text from an unknown number simply read ‘Red.’ “So who are you looking for?”

“You know of the Apex Games?”

“You’d be hard pressed to find a person on the frontier who doesn’t.”

“I’m looking for Crypto. The legend that recently retired.”

“That’s who you’re looking for?” he asked as if he was surprised. “Retiring after just one season is pretty rare. Maybe the games didn’t suit him.”

“Doesn’t matter why. He’s on this planet somewhere. When I see him, I’ll ask him myself.”

“Alright, I’ll ask around.”

Revenant stared at him. He was staring so hard he began to wonder if his cover was blown. “What’s your story?”

That he was a world renowned hacker that got in too deep, framed for the murder of his sister, chased into hiding, where he had to become a whole new person, hacked himself into the Apex Games to find justice, fell for a simulacrum, got chased out of the games by his supposedly dead sister, and was now back on his home planet laying low. “Lost my home,” he said. “Not really interesting.”

“Hm, I know what that’s like,” Revenant said quietly. He nudged a drink over to him hardly touched by the looks of it. “You can have this,” he said. “Not to my taste.”

“Thanks,” he said. “But I can’t really drink with the mask on.”

Revenant looked at him like he was stupid. “Then take it off.”

“If I do, it gets kind of hard to breath,” he lied. “I’ll get some water when I get home later. Besides, shouldn’t really drink on the job.” He wondered why Revenant even bothered to order the drink if he couldn’t digest it. “Do you always come here alone?” he asked as if he didn’t already know. “You should bring your friends around next time.”

“I don’t have any friends,” he said bluntly.

Tae Joon snorted, as curt as ever. “I’m not surprised. You’re pretty prickly,” he said. “Good thing I have thick skin.”

“Seung!” Zach called him. “Break’s almost over.”

“Already?” He checked the time on his phone. He didn’t even notice. He got out of his seat. “I’ll talk to you later,” he said to Revenant. He raised his hand slightly as a goodbye and went to join his band.

Tae Joon wished he had a little more time to talk to Revenant, but he had a way to contact him now. His phone was a burner, specially made so that location couldn’t be tracked, and all data was erased every 24 hours. It wasn’t an uncommon sort of phone to have in this city.

Zach waved at Revenant who seemed to ignore the gesture. Tae Joon and Zach walked into the back room where Bree and Robin were waiting.

“So how did it go?” Bree asked hoping out of her seat.

“How’d what go?” Tae Joon asked.

“Talking to your fan,” she teased.

“He’s not my fan,” he insisted again.

“Okay, maybe not but he definitely wants you,” Zach grinned. “He ask you out?”

Tae Joon chuckled. “On the contrary, I asked him and he told me he wasn’t interested.”

“What, really?!” Bree gapped at him. “That’s crazy. I totally thought he was into you.”

He shrugged. “It’s fine. I told you he was just here for the music.”

“Think he’ll stay until the end of our shift?” Zach asked.

“I’m sure he has other things to do.”

He was confident Revenant didn’t know his true identity. He had to find out if Revenant was working with Them- working for Them. The easiest way to do that was to lay down some bait and see what sort of fish came to it. And he had an idea of what sort of bait to provide. Doctoring some footage wouldn’t be hard finding someone to mockup some sort of fake file would be easy. He just hoped the fish he would catch would be the one he wanted; red and snappy.

#cryprev #crypto/revenant #trashtexts #5+1 tsundere

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ineedtotasteher · 8 months

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“Jude, baby, can you get the door?” I said. Her birthday gift finally showed up, and she’s been a really good girl this year.

I could hear her footsteps to the door. I stayed behind, leaning on the door leading to the kitchen just so I can see her reaction.

She opened the door, and stood very silently. I could see her gaze start from the bottom, to the top, then back to the bottom again. My little girl really liked what she saw, and I think she knows what’s going on right now.

“You’re little Jude,” The girl said. “And you’re a lot prettier that what Daddy said you would be.” She walked in and kissed her on the cheek once, then left a small peck on her lips. “I’m Abeer, but you can call me Mommy.”

Jude didn’t move from her spot. Her eyes darting between mommy and I. Little Jude wasn’t expecting today to be the day she would be used how she wanted to be used. Mommy made her way to me and gave me a little kiss on the lips too. “Hi Daddy.” She said then sat down on the couch.

I put my hand up and motioned for Jude to come to me, and she did. With her back to me, I put my arms around her shoulders. “Happy birthday baby girl. I know how much you wanted to make your dream a reality. And I know how much you already love mommy. Just wait to see how she tastes and I’m sure you’re going to love every second of your birthday present.”

So I walked Jude over to mommy. “Get on your knees baby girl.” I said. She got on her knees and I could see her cheeks turning bright red. I know how much she loves it when I show off how much of a good girl she is. I grabbed her hair and shoved her face close to my crotch. “Boo, you think you could teach her a thing or two about taking dick like a good girl?”

“She already looks like a good girl,” Mommy said. “How about she knows me what she already knows?”

“Get undressed.” I told mommy. She quickly took her clothes off and spread her legs wide. I could see Jude’s face still stuck on how unreal this all must have felt. My Jude loved thick girls, and I know how much she wanted to eat mommy out right now. She loved mommy’s tits, her waist, and her fat, wet pussy. “And you need to let my whore out baby girl.” I told my Jude while holding her chin.

I tapped her chin with my fingers and she opened her mouth wide. Her training was really good. I spit in her mouth and told her to swallow. I slid my pants off and held my dick up on my Jude’s face. “Do you see what I’m talking about boo? She’s feeling it very deep inside her and she needs some coaching.” I told Abeer. “And you don’t get to touch yourself just yet.”

Mommy really loved watching little girls take big dicks. It was her favorite thing to see every since she was a teenager. She never liked to see anything romantic, or close to being vanilla. Every single girl or boy in her path were destined to be her good little submissives, begging for a chance to please her. And ever since we met, I knew she was the girl to break in my Jude.

Looking at my Jude, I could see she was getting frustrated. She wasn’t being used hard enough and she didn’t like that. I told her to breathe in, I wanted her to breath nothing other than my cock and balls. I slapped her face with my hard cock, then slapped her red cheeks. Another tap on her chin, and she opened her mouth wide for me. I put the head of my cock in her mouth and told her to worship.

And let me tell you this, nobody looks prettier than my Jude when she’s sucking cock and loving it. She does it with so much passion and love you’d think it was her sole purpose in life. Well, now it is because her occupation is live-in sex bunny. She sucked the tip like a good girl while I held her hair, and was sure to give mommy a nice show. She always makes me proud.

“Now open wide baby girl.” I said, and she obliged. “You see boo, when I shove my cock down her throat,” I pushed my Jude’s head about halfway down my hard cock. “I can feel the end already.” The tears were forming in my baby girl’s eyes already and she was gagging. I pulled back. “I think mommy can help you with that.” I said as I caressed her head. “Get over here boo, on your knees.”

The thing about mommy is that she loves teaching little girls how to grow up. And I was lucky enough that I knew how much she loved serving me like a good girl. She got up and got on her knees in front of me with her mouth open and her hands behind her back. “Now baby girl, get undressed and start touching your pretty pussy.” I said.

I grabbed mommy’s hair and bent down to spit in her mouth. And like a good girl, she didn’t swallow. “You can swallow now.” I told her, and she did as she was told. “Worship it boo.” And she did exactly that. She licked the tip and sucked it really well, then pressed her face up against my cock. “I think you look so much sexier with my cock on your face boo.” She nodded and took my cock in her mouth, going to halfway. Her eyes were up on mine and she nodded like a good little submissive.

“Now watch baby girl,” I told my Jude. I held mommy’s head in place and slowly pushed my cock further down her throat. “She relaxes her throat and focuses on breathing from her nose.” I pushed further until I reached the back of throat. “And now she takes a small breath just to make sure her body understands everything is perfect.” Mommy is doing as she’s told while I’m explaining. “Then, mommy is going to swallow.” And she swallows. My cock gets suctioned down her throat and I can feel her choking on it. Her cheeks turn red and her eyes fill with tears. I pull out.

Mommy takes a deep breath and coughs. Looking at my Jude, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her more turned on than right now. “Bring her over boo, it’s time for her to learn how to do that.” I say to mommy. Mommy stands up and walks to my Jude, and grabs her by the hair. She tells her to crawl on the floor and gets her on her knees between my legs. “Open wide baby girl.” My Jude does as she’s told. First, mommy spits in her mouth, then I spit in her mouth. I give my baby girl a few slaps while mommy adjusts her position.

I lean forward to kiss mommy while my Jude looks up at both of us. She can smell mommy on my cock, and she can smell how wet mommy is right now. “Ok baby girl,” Mommy says while she grab my Jude’s hair. “Open wide for daddy.” My Jude does. “It’s very simple. A cock like this belongs inside you.” Mommy starts stroking my cock while my Jude has her mouth open. “You don’t gag when you’re eating food because you know it’s supposed to go inside your mouth.” She says while puts the tip of my cock inside my Jude’s pretty little mouth. “Daddy tells me you’re his favorite little cumslut, and I know when he says that, he means it.” She pushes my Jude’s head down my cock even more. I hit the back of her throat.

“Relax baby girl,” Mommy says. “Now swallow.” And my Jude sucks me down throat like a good little whore. I can see her entire face turn red and the tears streaming down her face. I pull my dick out and squat down to her.

“That’s my good girl.” I say as I kiss her forehead. “I’m very fucking proud of you for doing that.” My Jude gives me a smile.

I stand back up again, and Mommy guides my Jude’s head back on my hard cock. She bobs her head up and down, while I kiss mommy and make sure my Jude knows this night won’t be over until all her holes are too sore to use. “Get on your knees boo.” I tell mommy. And she gets on her knees next to my Jude.

I pull my dick out of my Jude’s mouth and put it all over mommy’s face. She loves being covered in spit and cum and there’s going to be a lot more of that. She opens her mouth wide and I shove my cock in her mouth. She starts sucking hard, then licking the tip like a good little whore. I grab my Jude’s hair and bring her closer. “Baby girl, get under my balls and keep your mouth open.” My Jude does what I tell her to.

What I didn’t mention to my Jude is that mommy is a very messy whore. She slobbers everywhere and never stops salivating. Now with my Jude sitting beneath me like a good girl, every single drop of spit is going to fall in her mouth or on her face. And I know she’s going to love it.

Mommy keeps working my cock because I know how much she loves it. Her eyes are closed and she’s worshipping my cock like it’s her favorite religion. I pull my cock out of her mouth so she can how covered my Jude is with her spit. The look on her face is of pure love. “I don’t think you’ve reminded my baby girl of why she’s here today boo, other than you teaching her.” I say. Mommy’s eyes light up. She starts stroking my cock with her hand while looking my spit covered Jude.

“You know this cock only deserves the best of the best.” Mommy says as she spits on my Jude again. I grab my Jude’s neck and slap her pretty face, and it’s so fucking wet. “And you’re going to spend all night proving to me why you deserve it.”

I grab my Jude’s hair. “Let’s take this to the bedroom.” We walk while my Jude crawls like a good girl. Mommy spanking her perfect ass a few times and my Jude doesn’t let out a sound because she’s a well trained whore. “Get on the bed, on all fours and spread your holes for inspection.” my Jude does exactly what she’s told. She holds her ass cheeks wide open, face down ass up. Mommy can’t seem to get enough of my baby girl.

Mommy walks up to her. “You’re not allowed to finger, taste or fuck her asshole.” I tell Mommy. “If you do any of that, I’ll kick you out faster than you can speak.” I walk up to my Jude and press my thumb against her tight little asshole. “This hole is all fucking mine and nobody else gets it.” Mommy nods and leans down to inspect my baby girl’s pussy and ass.

“Where did you find a perfect girl like this?” Mommy says. “Everything looks like it was custom made just for you daddy. No wonder she’s your live in whore.”

I tell mommy to spit on my Jude’s pussy. Then, I push two fingers inside her. “You should have a taste.” I say then mommy licks my fingers and moans a little. “There’s no one more perfect than this little fuck toy.” I say as I slap her pussy. “Let me show you how she takes dick first, then you can have a proper taste.” I grab my Jude’s perfect waist and rub my hard cock up and down her wet pussy. At this point, she’s soaking wet and I can feel her clit throb on the tip of my cock. She needs to cum soon before her pussy gets numb.

Mommy holds my Jude’s hair back. “I want to see your face when you take his dick for the first time in the session.” Mommy says. I spit on the tip of my cock then push it inside my baby girl. She’s so fucking tight and she lets out a low moan. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful baby girl.” Mommy says as she kisses my Jude. My dirty little girl is making me so fucking proud. I push my dick deeper inside her and she’s tries to get away, but mommy holds her in place. One final push, and I’m balls deep in my girl and I feel her tight pussy stretch around me. I know she’s in pain, and I know how much she loves it. I keep my cock inside her to soak and tell her to relax.

My Jude was never this kind of girl. She didn’t think she’d ever be in a position like this. She didn’t ever think she’d be a live in sex bunny, working hard to please two doms in the same session. My Jude was all about academic excellence, with a small dark side. But I guess that’s what daddy did. I took that dark side, and took it to the extreme. My Jude was the perfect little free use whore now. She knows exactly what to do to please. And nobody does it better than her.

“Breathe baby girl.” I say, she takes a deep breath. I start thrusting in and out of her tight pussy, and she moans out loud. “Fuck baby girl, you sound so fucking good.” I say as I fuck her faster and harder. I can feel her whole body shaking as I’m thrusting. Mommy has her hands in my Jude’s hair and is just telling her how much of a good girl she is, and keeps telling her to take it harder. I can feel my baby girl let go. My baby girl is gone now and she’s just a fuck toy made for my pleasure. Her pussy fits me like a glove and I can’t imagine loving a pussy as much as I love hers. “That’s right, you’re my fuck toy now baby girl, there’s no more of my Jude left, I think it’s time we break these holes.”

I pull my cock out and tell Mommy to spread my Jude’s ass cheeks as wide as she can. My Jude’s pussy looks so loose and so fucking wet. “Spit on her asshole.” I say, mommy does exactly as she’s told. I put the tip of my cock at my Jude’s asshole. “Now boo, I’ll show you why this hole is my favorite hole to fuck in the universe.” I push my dick inside my baby girl. She lets out a scream while Mommy is just holding her ass open and watching my cock go in and out of my Jude’s ass. I have to moan. I have to grunt. Because all of this feels so fucking perfect, and my baby girl knows how much I love fucking her tight little asshole and making it all mine.

My Jude takes it like a good girl. She tries to get away but we’re both holding her in place and she can’t do anything about the pain and just submits to the pleasure. She’s thinking of all the days where she was my anal-only whore. She remembers how long the training sessions were. She remembers the days where she would be so broken she couldn’t stand on her own after. And she knows nobody gives her the proper fucking or aftercare like her daddy.

While I’m fucking my Jude’s ass, mommy reaches her hand down between my Jude’s legs. She slowly rubs her clit while my baby girl tries to hold back her screaming. “You’re such a dirty little bunny.” Mommy says while rubbing my Jude’s clit faster. “You’re such a dirty little whore. Your ass looks so fucking good taking daddy’s cock like that.” At this point, mommy loses a little bit of her composure. “Yes, take it.” She says. “Take it like a good girl. Make mommy proud. Don’t fucking try to get away because nothing is yours. It’s all mine and daddy’s.”

So I grab mommy’s hair, while my cock is still throbbing in my Jude’s ass. “Now now, boo. Don’t get it mixed up.” I say holding her up by her hair and throat. “Baby girl is all fucking mine and no one else’s.” Then I pull my hard dick out of my baby girl’s little hole and drag mommy’s head down. She opens her mouth. I slide my cock between her full lips. “She’s all fucking mine.” I thrust deeper down mommy’s mouth. “My Jude.”

Baby girl decides to take it upon herself and gets on her back. She opens her legs wide. My eyes are locked with hers while I fuck mommy’s throat. I look at down at mommy and can see the spit dripping down her tits and stomach. I slap her pretty face once. “Now mommy, you wanna show my baby girl how you take daddy’s dick?” I say. Mommy nods and gets on all fours. She faces my Jude and arches her back.

“Rub that pussy faster baby girl,” I say as I position myself behind mommy. “Yeah, show mommy exactly what belongs to me. Show her how much you love seeing her take your man’s hard cock.” And my Jude does exactly what she’s told to do. She keeps her eyes on me while I slide my cock in mommy’s dripping wet pussy. Mommy moans my Jude’s name.

I thrust hard and deep into mommy. I can feel her whole body shake with every thrust. My hands are squeezing her thick hips while she keeps moaning my baby girl’s name over and over. I look at my Jude and see her entranced by me fucking mommy. I tell her to look at mommy now and she looks down. “Yes baby girl, look at me.” Mommy says on cue. “Look at how fucking hard he’s fucking my little pussy. He loves it so fucking much. I keep it extra tight so daddy doesn’t ever get bored of it.” She says while my Jude’s getting closer. “You want it again, you’re going to have to beg daddy for it. You’re going to have to push me off because I can’t get enough.” Mommy says while she backs her ass up on me. “Fuck, I can feel him in my chest.”

I start fucking mommy like she’s a toy with no emotions. I squeeze her hips hard and slap my hips into hers while she tries to keep her eyes open for my Jude to look at. My Jude is getting intensely close, so I tell her to look at me. “Cum for daddy baby girl.” I say. “Cum for me. I know how much you love watching mommy get fucked. Look at how fucking beautiful she looks taking my hard cock. Cum for me.”

My Jude cums on command. Her beautiful eyes shut close and she’s riding the orgasm wave while I’m still fucking mommy. I can feel mommy getting wetter with every thrust because she can’t believe how fucking hot my Jude looks cumming for me. “Do you see while I love watching her? She looks like a fucking goddess.” I tell mommy while my Jude is riding the last waves. My Jude opens her eyes and gets up to give me a deep kiss.

“Thank you daddy.” She says.

To be continued.

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